The city in the morning is awakened by a cacophony of car horns, while the seaside town in the morning is awakened by the tone of zephyr and breakers. The beach in the early morning was breezy and slightly chilly, i tried to go take a bath in the sea water, i didn’t because the water felt glacial the moment my foot touched it.
The seaside was lively and busy, it was taxing for folks who came later to buy a ticket. They were going crazy reaching their hands into the ticket window.
The morning was stirring. There were folks who were riding horses on the golden sand, and some on a surfboard riding the lazuline waves.