Until yesterday, the weekend I’ve spent wandering by the lake with my friends felt close. I still had a permanent stupid smile on my face and I felt relaxed. That was because the weather kept warm and sunny and everything is better when it’s sunny. But today I woke up to a foggy, cloudy sky and suddenly the beach and the lake days felt distant.
So I needed to write this post. Add some lake, beach, and sunshine to this day, even if only virtually.
The second stop on our lake exploration was in Sirmione. It is a narrow peninsula that’s been fortified in medieval times. You enter the village from a castle and walk the narrow streets until the very end.
To this beach.
This is the strangest beach ever. I adore it. It feels like being in a faraway land, on some desert, tropical island. If there were palms and coconuts the atmosphere would be complete! It’s nicknamed ‘Jamaica Beach’ for obvious reasons.
It is not a beach, actually, because there is no sand. Is basically a giant, enormous white, flat rock. Part of it is submerged in water, making this part of the lake incredibly clear.
The village kept a lot of its medieval history, but as much as I adore everything related to medieval times, I think this place is the real peculiar thing about Sirmione. Medieval villages look similar, while nature is an amazing artist and creates unique things!
I really need to earn a ton of money and buy a new reflex, I miss taking pictures. Photographing with a cheap compact is no fun…
So, off to get some work done!