A few days at the beach..
Everything was the same.. Most of the people, too. Except, Toto got babies 😉
Sitting in the street, I met a funny japanese man who showed me the camping site he stayed at, and then offered to cook for me. It was hot, and he thought, he needs to sweat out.. whatever.. and therefore go running, and generally walk around, wearing a jacket. He joined some people on the beach smoking whatever.. Before cooking, we went grocery shopping, and in the little shop, he decided he needs to lie down now because he can’t handle it anymore.. and the people in the shop asked *me* if he’s ok,… Food was.. pasta… not even japanese… and then it started raining and we just sat under an umbrella at the camping site, while he, and some other people played music.