Day 20: The Beach

Being a Kansas girl, I never had the beach at my disposal.  I think the closest beach was probably in Galveston, Texas which was a good 16 hour drive.  I went to the beach in LA a couple times, but even being the middle of summer, it was still too cold to swim.  The only time I actually enjoyed the beach was when I went with Alisha and Prince a few years ago in Galveston.  I think we got there at about 1am.  We swam though, and it was glorious, and the water was actually warm.

So that was my experience with the beach up until I moved to Barcelona.  I think that after I moved here, there was a period of at least 2 months where I walked to the beach every single night.  I couldn't get enough of it.  It's only a 15 minute walk from my apartment, so sometimes it would be 1am, and I couldn't sleep, so I would head out to the beach.  There's just something so mysterious and calming about it.

Then last summer, since I didn't have a real job, I basically lived at the beach.  It was phenomenal.  I just laid in the sun and swam to my little heart's content all day long.

Yago's mom has a beach house on Costa Brava in a small town called Sant Antoni de Colonge.  The beach there is the nicest beach I've ever been to.  It's so beautiful, and the water is crystal clear.  Since Arno was in town, we decided to head to Sant Antoni on Saturday and hang out at the beach.  After having some paella for lunch, we went down and took a nap on the beach.  It was delightful.

I actually did snap a couple pictures too:

Thankful for the beach and friends to share it with!