KARLSHAGEN, USEDOM: A STORY IN PICTURES

Life is better at the beach, they said. I second and can resonate with this. Some 3 days visiting Karlshagen, Usedom for great access to the Ostsee through just a walk from the hotel was freshing.

Some rain, salt water, shells, and the sand, all I needed after o overdue period of being sick with an unknown allergy. I suppose going to Ostsee, was, like my girlfriend says, a purificaion process. Rather, a process of healing like it was it was done years as a place for people not feeling well would visit for regaining health.

One the perks was visiting one of my fourth European country, Poland, included among:
Belgium
Netherlands and
Germany

I did this on a raining Saturday travelling from Karlshagen to Świnoujście, [Swinemünde in German] taking a walk and chatting coffee with my girlfriend. Both a city and a seeport located on the north-west of Poland, seemingly wrapped in what is categorised to be what is to be the “norm”. More like Ostsee, a version of a layed back place but uncertain to visit if you a person of colour. Tourist attracting but still boxed into what seems to be a not mullticultural or racial, for a black person getting attention for just being black.

Otherwise, an location refreshing and a great escape from the city.  Life is better at the beach indeed.

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(WHAT I KNOW FOR SURE) AFFINITY: BE YOURSELF

FKK Ostsee“This [is] how it [is] with travel: one city gives you gifts, another robs you. One gives you the heart’s affections, the other destroys your soul. Cities and countries are as alive, as feeling, as fickle and uncertain as people. Their degrees of love and devotion are as varying as with any human relation. Just as one is good, another is bad.”
― Roman Payne

Compatibility. Affinity. On Thusday marked my 9th month. What a big swing. To absorbing a not flexible language, to living with a host family and all that is between. A break into the 9th month of being able to withhold all this. To therefore, must embrace myself. Being content, being myself. After all, you define your life and yourself before defined by others. Feeling content to have found my feet beyond expected boundries.

To love others, is to first love yourself. Let alone, respect, appreciation and loyalty.

I am still growing,  but I am myself.