I’ve come here since I was a wee baby. I recall building sand-castles, naked; my sister running back and forth (also naked) to collect water from the sea in colorful buckets. A lil’ family on the beautiful, wide beach with our red (and god-awful) Skoda Felicia parked right next to us (because in summer you park the cars on the beach up here). I recall entering into the icy waves, eating one too...