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I went to search a bar for a well needed breakfast, filled up my food stocks in a supermarket and returned to the beach. With renewed energy stores I returned to the beach. It was sunny and windless and warm and I grabbed my small board and went out for another session, this time at the peak further north that works better with the lower tide. Late in the afternoon the wind had turned onshore but still was pretty light. The break from my morning session had got alive again with the rising tide, now with smaller but still fun waves and once again I savoured the flexibility that the thin wetsuit gave to my northern latitudes thick rubber adopted body.
In between sessions I had taken a closer look to this strange barrio and got even more puzzled about this time. The quarter had clearly been built on base of a larger masterplan with very regular street lines dividing the blocks with larger areas in between. The buildings were all late seventies / early eighties style and already had some patina. Most of them were uninhabited, at least during this time of the year and probably were only used as “holiday homes” during summer season.
The parks in between were also very strictly structured, one of them had some land art consisting of abstract forms. The whole ensemble must have been planned by a socialist architect and very much resembled the semi futuristic and oversized modern parts of the cities in the ex Warsaw Pact countries. It was a bit like having falling in a worm hole in time and been materialized in the GDR Dresden.
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