It’s a small seaside town. The type that is usually dead in the winter but is buzzing with life during the summer. It’s August and it is the busiest month. The hottest month and the last before the long winter lethargy. The small town is packed with young people from Europe and from the country, everyone looking for a vacation of sunbathing, parties, cheap alcohol and hook-ups.
We were renting an Airbnb. It was atop a 4 story building on the main street. It wasn’t a tall building but it was the tallest in the neighbourhood. A nice but cold and soulless looking place, more resembling a hotel room rather than a living space that someone rents out. The balcony was above the main road of the town and was the route of many people to the beach. So a lot of car and foot traffic was going under us. And between the next row of buildings you can see the blue sea, crashing its waves in the distance and meeting the sky deep on the horizon, as far as your eye could see.