Born at the foot of mountains, renowned as hopeless sailor and for my former aversion to water, it’s taken me a lifetime to fall in love with the sea.
As a child, the idea of the sea appealed, but I would happily have limited myself to looking at it from above, as once I was on the beach I always got sunburned. Finally, thanks to sunscreen worthy of the name, things changed, after which I became friends with the waves, solitary bays and rocks.
So much so that my three tattoos are about sailing ships, anchors and lighthouses, giving those I show them to the impression that I’m a real sea lover. Not to mention my search for my own seaside property in my favorite place, well aware that after buying in the city, the most I would be able to afford is a mortgage on a Barbie beach house. In short, I think you get it, the sea is a serious matter for me, so when I think about weekends on the Riviera, it's like I’m planning a lovers’ escape.
