The journey began with a long road — two trains, eight hours of travel. I still remember that small carriage with enormous windows and red seats. Silence reigned inside — a silence that was exactly what I needed at that moment. Traveling alone, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the window as coastal villages, cliffs, and misty horizons rushed by.
When I finally reached the beach, I was lucky — the tide was receding. Before me stretched grand stone arches and caves, carved by wind, salty water, and time itself. This was no ordinary coastline — it was a cathedral built by nature.
I spent almost the entire day there. Though the air was cool, I had no strength to leave. I stood among those giant forms as if in a temple where words were unnecessary.
This place was hypnotic. There was nothing superfluous here — only perfect shapes and absolute harmony.