Blue lagoon. Peppa and the cacophony

 

We started the day with a morning run. The first approx. 700 meters we could run along the beach, then the route went along the seashore, where the beach strip for nearly a kilometer was densely packed with wooden chairs and tables. On the other side of the path, there were a few sheds on the verge of collapse here and there. It can be that these joints might open in the evening like Cinderella's pumpkins and become the best gourmet joints. The next part of the running track, about 2 kilometers long, was on a garbage dump, which was being burned more or less successfully in different sections. Instead of fresh sea air, the smoke of burning plastic filled the lungs. The last bit before turning around and starting the way back was a beautiful promenade by the sea, with a couple of horses and a playground.

On the way back, I also realized that since last summer, I have eaten my thighs to the same size as Peppa Pig and they got rubbed. Obviously, I don't have more than one pair of running pants with me either. The way back went the same way, first through the garbage dump and then along the beach, which can actually also be called a garbage dump at this time of the morning. With the only difference that in this 1.5 kilometer section, garbage was not burned, but large crews were out there, cleaning up the footprints of the previous evening's guests. All the dutch courange and partying like there's no tomorrow.

What is worth mentioning in this country is the locals' love for music. And not just music, but extremely loud music. Sitting on our fifth-floor hotel balcony, we have to raise our voices to communicate with each other, and at the same time we hear three different sources of music - our hotel's music and the restaurants on both sides as well. Michael Jackson mixed with reggae and some local pop. And that's all. so. terribly. loud. In some restaurants, the music is louder than it used to be in the night clubs.

We also jumped in the sea a few times - Scott is a bit stressed that the water here is so cold (26 degrees), he was expecting warm bath water.