The last weekend of August I spent some time at home, in the cute little town I grew up in back in Belgium. And on Friday, at the end of the summer, I am happy to announce I experienced a perfect day.
As you all know, it’s been a tumultuous couple of months lately, with a lot of ups and downs – mostly downs, unfortunately. Which is why my weekend at home was so much sought after, as I had hoped it would give me my much needed reprieve. And my goodness, did it ever?
It was a hot day, swelteringly so. I’d spent the week in my apartment in London, working on a presentation for a company I’d like to get hired for. With the temperatures being what they had been, I was excited beyond belief when my mom and sister suggested “we go to the beach?” on Friday. I jumped at the chance and simply could. Not. Wait!
I’d packed my bikini to Belgium and soon we were off in the car in search of some relief from the blistering heat. Now, for those of you who don’t know Belgium all that well: there’s only about 40 kilometres of coast and it’s ridiculously busy, buildings and people everywhere, not exactly majorly “relaxing” if I’m honest. But, given the chance to jump into the sea, I told myself I didn’t care. Until… My mom suggested a different coast to visit.
Cadzand. About 15 kilometres further down the coast from Knokke-Heist – a famous beachside destination in Belgium – it’s a fairly lesser known beach, just across the border into the Netherlands. School in the Netherlands had already started again by Friday, so the amount of kids we encountered there was far less than we’d been expecting. Additionally, buildings and general “businesses” were… Not really present. Apparently there are laws in the Netherlands that prohibit too many building permits on the coastline, making it idyllic and peaceful beyond your wildest (Belgian) dreams!
The sea was cold. At first. But once the sun came out and my sister and I started happily swimming, I just had the best time! Swimming into the sea, letting ourselves drift back into land – all the while trying to keep our heads above water… The waves sometimes made it difficult, with lots of spluttering and coughing up sea water as a result, all the while laughing our asses off when the other one got a particularly nasty wave in the face! Pahaha, so much fun to be had at the beach!
But swimming in the sea, tanning on the beach while reading a good book… That wasn’t even all of it. There was exactly one restaurant on the beach. Just the one. And given that we were in Zeeland – famous for its mussels – I most heartily indulged into the ah-mazing seafood they served there. My goodness, it was yummy! And I was still in my bikini, all chilled out. Also the sun was shining gorgeously. I kid you not, but it felts as if the world was smiling at me. :-)
Even on the way back home: traffic was barely an issue. I mean: Friday evening on the last weekend of August? No hours of standing still in a hot car? What?! It’s like the universe realised it owed me one. After months of crappiness at work and then the added fever of jobhunting, finally, I was given a perfect day.
A perfect day with my sister and my mom. A perfect day of sunshine. A perfect day… At the beach.