A forest of mighty trees, roots uncovered, damp sand and air of intoxicating smell - sometimes there is nothing that can help a stressed head as much. And this is coming from a girl who calls wine and night time adventures the best exercise.
We've been coming to the village of Sasino, in the Polish seaside, for a couple of years now, to recharge after the hectic weeks my parents work during the peak of their industry's season. There is hardly a soul in sight, and any rare encounters are always an exchange of smiles with those who've lived here for years or decades. We fantasize of buying a small house/shed here, but this place is hours (9) away from my parents' house. But even a week is good.
You first hear the sea halfway into the forest, before you even see it. But you can smell it all along your way. It's a wild, sandy beach, but the weather here is rainy, so you don't collapse into the grains. As the waves makes its way back and forth, it paints the most amazing patterns, leaving the sand shaped in the forms of Grand Canyon.
These days have been rainy and misty, with hair-tangling wind and petrichor (I'm a bit of a word nerd, sorry) in the air. This is not a complaint - contraty to my dad, I quite enjoy this weather. It clears my had like not much else. And while the downpours in Milan are insufferable, here the air actually moves, instead of mixing with the mist to create an urban sauna.
In a few days, I will be back in Milan, to pack up and move out, and travel some more before I part with the city that has been my home for the last three years.
What are your plans for the summer?