The Atlantic Ocean

          Today will be about my family trips to the Atlantic Ocean - yes, because there were a lot of them. Maybe I will start from the beginning - our town where we lived was super localized, because they were close to walking sticks, 20 km away with all supermarkets, all other churches and mosques in the other direction if someone had to pray, and in another direction we had 25 km to La Faute-sur-Mer, i.e. one of many towns that had access to the ocean. That's why Sunday trips to the beaches were the norm for us. Whether it was winter or spring or early summer when it was not raining and we wanted to start the car, we were going to the ocean. That is why in this way, for 4 years living in France, I visited a really large stretch of the Ocean (if I can call it that).
          Usually it was a Sunday, then my mother fried sausages, she prepared bread to be able to eat in the form of a dinner on the beach already (in France for a long time no Sunday is not commercial - I mean I do not know how it is now, but those over 9 years back the stores were closed ) and my and my sister's task was to dress up in swimsuits, make all the toys for sand and all inflatable animals into the water, and my dad, hmm guy like a guy - make a car for the ride. We usually left around 10 am so as to be early and did not have to squeeze between crowds of people, so usually before 11 o'clock we were in place.
          Usually it was a Sunday, then my mother fried sausages, she prepared bread to be able to eat in the form of a dinner on the beach already (in France for a long time no Sunday is not commercial - I mean I do not know how it is now, but those over 9 years back, on Sundays the stores were closed) and my and my sister's task was to dress up in swimsuits, make all the toys for sand and all inflatable animals into the water, and my dad, hmm guy like a guy - make a car for the ride. We usually left around 10 am so as to be early and did not have to squeeze between crowds of people, so usually before 11 o'clock we were in place. We always sat down by family at noon (usually we went to the beach with my grandparents and my uncle and his family because they also lived next to us in France) and we ate dinner prepared at home, and then until the evening we lay on the sand or bathing in the warm oceanic water.
          One of the greatest memories from the period of riding to La Faute-sur-Mer is when I received an inflatable mattress from my grandparents on the occasion of my child's day. He was so shiny, green ... He was because my dad lent him and went to lie on him, only no one foresaw that his brother, my uncle will swim to him and throw him off the mattress for a joke ... The mattress in the blink of an eye disappeared from sight, and I did not even enjoy it.
          Oh, I remember this time very well when we were going to the ocean, when I had a tan all the time, and not like now, I'm pale and I have to go 5 hours to the sea. I can not wait for the holidays and this sun and sea water, mmm. Surely you too 😄