FRANCE | Monday, 17 November 2014 | Views [160] | View Smaller Image
I flew to Nice, France one sunny day in late September. The town I live in Germany is surrounded by hills and forest so I haven’t seen the ocean for nearly a year. Needless to say my feeling when I can soak myself in that color of the sea, and smell the salty breeze fondling my hair. “Can you hear it, mom, that sound of the wave!”- I called my mom. Then in a moment, the bright sunshine got reflected in the crystal clear water, making everything to sparkle. Just a few minutes after, the cloud came and covered the sun, left behind the bewitched me.
