Kijkduin

This evening by good chance friend Daan`s band was playing in cafe near my house. A summertime only old shack stuck on sand on North Sea beach near village on the sea between Schevenigen and Monster on the way to the Maas. Everyone in the bar from Kijkduin (the next village along) wearing fleeces and beenies, looking like old fishermen and drinking Heineken out of the bottle while their dogs ran around under the tables. We were in the minority of people without big dogs in the bar. Cosy bar was stuck on demountable right on the sand in the dunes facing out onto the North Sea where we watched the sun set and fishing trawlers and freighters chug by out on the horizon while the blues music played. Not a better atmosphere on the planet. Waited till music done then cycled in the half dark back on the bike paths through the dunes filled with flowering dune plants and the sea alongside on my left till I spun back into town near my place.