every summer has a story.

Sitting in a cozy caravan at the north coast of Northern Ireland; the warm golden sun rays somehow finding their way through the grey skies which time to time bring a fresh shower of rain; pizza is being prepared for dinner and its smell fills the place; surrounded by lovely friends who you feel comfortable enough with to be completely yourself and not talk when you just don't feel like it - that is my evening today.

Today was a beautiful day full of sun and rain, green in landscapes and blue in the ocean, noisy in laughter and quiet in mind. We went down to the Downhill Strand, which is a beautiful beach close to Castlerock, one you can drive in to so we were able to park close to the waves, on the sand. We took our sandals off and went into the waves with our trousers rolled up. At first we were being careful about not getting our clothes wet, but soon we gave in to the beauty and fun of creation and enjoyed it fully, ending up completely soaked.

This is one of our days up north, spent greatly in great company.