Dreams should come true. Big ones, small ones, medium ones … all of them.
My small, but very insistent wish of going to the sea in the off-season turned real two years ago, when I visited my friend in the Netherlands. And it was incredible! We spent the whole day at the beach in a lovely place with a name that’s very hard to pronounce, Scheveningen. The North Sea, the sandy beach, the sea wind, the lighthouses, and, on top of that, very few people. So my wish, when it became a reality, turned into love. The love for cold, deserted sea.
Why off-season? There are many reasons for that, but the main one is the chance to have some time alone with the sea. The possibility of an honest dialogue with the force of nature. Putting own thoughts and feelings in order. It is calmness.
Not so romantic, but medical reasons brought Chekhov to Yalta for his last years of life, Gorky – to Capri (where he wrote his “Tales of Italy”, I’ll tell you more about it in my later articles). It is connected with the art of Aivazovsky, Maximilian Voloshin and so on, the examples are endless.
But turning back to my own romance with the sea, it had a next chapter, like in good old books. Less than a year ago, we started a project at the Black Sea seaside, in Olginka. And since then, we visit the building site every month. Of course, these are not tourist adventures, but business trips. And we only spend two days there. And it takes about 5 hours by car one way. But each of these trips gives me so much new energy and powers, that everything else just doesn’t matter.
Now, when the project is at the phase of implementation, our visits will be even more frequent. But the season is coming. It will be warm, we will be able to swim (if we have some time after work), drink great coffee made by a charismatic local, and be shamelessly happy! Because the sea is always amazing. In a warm season, off-season, in the rain and even in the storm!