Had been over trying to catch up with some more of the winsome, lyrical, beautifully exquisite writings from Vincent at "A wayfarer's notes" and this recent paragraph caught my eye.
The underlying concept of the Costa Del Sol---which had turned fishing villages into a continuous urbanizacione extending from Malaga to Gibraltar, with high-rise apartments everywhere in the idiom of traditional pueblos---was surely the beach, or at least the glimpse of that blue Mediterranean viewed on the horizon. Yet the beach itself was a nothingness: mud-coloured sand, no one swimming, rows of sun-beds with straw parasols. If I’d have known, I’d have suggested an inland vacation, perhaps in Granada. It was hard to find any unspoilt nature.[but also recommend this post]
(Warning, behind the thumbnails, some of these pics are quite large)
and so - while not exactly the "blue" of the Mediterranean, since the season is approaching winter, and the day was cloudy and overcast - just thought to post some pics of Aldinga beach, one of the 'suburbs'; about a 30 minute drive from the Adelaide CBD.
And no, there are no massive "high-rise" pueblos just out of sight; with weighty hob-nail foundations overpowering the cliff-tops [yet] - but there is the embryonic beginning of the end, sprouting at Glenelg.
I am, indeed, fortunate to be able to live in Australia where this sort of thing is freely available and close at hand. Indeed, just round the headlands in the background is Maslin's - a legally recognised "nudist" beach since 1975.
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Yeah, looks too crowded at Glenelg! Thanks for the kind words. If Oz were nearer I'd be there for the hols. But as it is the same kind of wilderness is obtainable here in Blighty, plus wind and rain as a bonus.
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