I’ve always lived next to the water – be it a river, a lake or the sea. I cannot imagine living in any other way. As much as I love the beauty of the vast plains where the golden fields of corn spread out to the horizon or as much as I admire and respect the impressive forms and the heights of the mountains, I wouldn’t feel at home there. I think that I would even rather live on a wind-beaten and desolate island than hundreds of kilometres away from water. For me, there is nothing more soothing or refreshing than a dive into the blue depths of the water. Afterwards, one literally emerges as a new person. Wetter and happier. Even when it’s September and the wind blows sand into your eyes.
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