I’ll never have the words to describe how the Calanques make me feel. My third visit, and I still feel as though I am dreaming each time I walk on to the beach and am blinded by the blue.
It’s the most vivid, sparkling, piercing blue.
Blue that breaks only with the silence, with a splash.
There’s a constant hum of cicadas and kayak paddles.
When I’m there, nothing in the world exists.