Mallorca, Day 10, Observing

Observations on Beach Life, Part 2
Since I had the opportunity to look at even more people from different nationalities, I must add something today and I hope that none of you takes my words serious....did anyone ever take them serious??

It sems as if all the Dutch people on this beach want to prove that the prejudices about them are false. Have not seen any Dutch with pale skin here.
There can be a several reasons for that:

• They all love their solarium at home
• They are here like consant residents
• They are all only making a stopover here on their way from the carribean back to Holland
• Or...maybe Dutch are not pale at all and a smooth brown tan is their normal skin colour and we just have met only the few pale Dutch in our life.

Swedish people are not too different from the average but they are all blonde. I even saw blonde women who obviously dyed their hair even more blonde. Maybe they wanna be a 100% sure of their „blondness“...
They may act as the average but I tell you that the Swedish women are definately the most beautiful women on the beach!!! Without an exception. I won't go into details but I desperately have to prepare for a trip to Sweden...alone!!

Another sunny day ...another beach

When I woke up this morning another super sunny day had just started off and I was still thinking about the day before...near the sea...in the sun....hmmmmm...(I even found some white sand corns in my bed ;-)) when all over sudden my mobile phone rang and my friend called me and asked if we wouldn't like to join him. He has a caravan standing on a camping site near a sea and he was spending some days there with his 5 y.o. son Marvin. Wow, that fitted perfect to my intentions and in the end this day was even more lazy than the day before for me. Jale played with Marvin all the day and we sat in our chairs at the private beach with our feet in the water and enjoyed the sun.
It was nice to have so much time to talk and to be able to watch at human behaviours at the beaches...very interesting studies!!!
Some were like this:

beach girl....

Langeoog

A day off at the North Sea Island Nordseeinsel Langeoog is like a longer vacation in a compressed form to us. The moment you arrive at the pier, you only have eyes for all the maritime stuff around you.

Seagulls are crowing every around, the salty wind is whispering like "welcome" and the waves with their monotonous sound are giving you a peacefull feeling.
Today it was sunday and high time for tourists and even low tide but with 4 boats the ferry boat company somehow managed to bring them all over to the island.
We did nothing but spending the day at the beach. We played in water, jumped the waves and did a little boat ride. We had a good picnic with fruits and vegetables, took an extended sun-bath and nearly forgot the time when the clock stroke 4.30 p.m. and we had to hurry to catch the last boat back to the mainland.


But late in the evening, when I washed away a kilogram of beach sand and salt from my skin, I felt a bit sentimental...another vacation has gone. But none can take the images and memories of this day away from me.