to the beach!
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Nichinan, Miyazaki, 2009.07.18
We went to the beach. Kenny hated it, at first, being unfamiliar with the sounds and textures and general perception of strangeness. His cousins, aged two and seven, were right into the water, but for Kenny it was all too much.
So we retreated to a pool, which he soon came to love.
Then it was back to the ocean, but he was still too overwhelmed.
No matter, we had a fine time. We do enjoy getting out of the city even if it's only for a municipal beach in a midsize industrial city that's past its prime.