Cap Ferret, roaring waves

Cap Ferret, this photo is in contrast to what it makes me think about. I am at Cap Ferret, the French Atlantic coast not so far from Bordeaux. Cap Ferret is a narrow tongue of land with a nice lighthouse at the ending point. Along the road are expensive summer houses, inhabited by rich city people. Inside Cap Ferret is a shallow creek, Bassin d'Arcachon, where during ebb boats look helplessly thrown up and spread around. That's what my photo is about.

By crossing the Cap Ferret tongue, just a few hundred meters I reach the wild, dark waves of the Atlantic ocean. Walking down in the bright sand, feeling the fresh, salty wind in the face, meeting the huge, roaring waves. Quietly standing there with closed eyes. Feeling an inner calmness, far away from time and space. That is what happens, and that's what I now think about.