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beach denotes different things to different people in different times.
In the past, generally, it's where you went to relax, maybe even swim,
but certainly to laze about doing nothing in particular. Read a book
maybe, take a nap, get a bit of colour on the pale winter skin, and
build sand castles just to do something.
Today it's quite something else. It's a redoubt of solace, to let go and let the hair down, a place to give vent to one's feelings, to get golden brown, to show off your near perfect physic, to play and to indulge in games and pleasures, to sing and dance, to party and, why not, to flirt and to make love.
I rarely look at Spanish TV, but I caught a new programme by chance called 'Arena Mix' or, in English, 'Sand Mix'. The camera takes you to the beaches of Spain, showing what's new, different, interesting, daring or strange, weird; focusing mainly on the excessive of anything, and of course people and their activities, the more exotic and unusual of the human specimens and, most of all, near naked bodies, especially women's. The colourful conglomeration of the human fauna.
The first episode, by chance or design, captured scenes on the Barcelona beach like a garden of sex and a pleasure park, fun, games and love play, music and alcohol, a showcase of naked bodies and absolute abandon.That makes the beaches of Roses, my town, rather tame and maybe old fashioned. There are no lack of activities here either, day and late into night on the beaches, but are mainly organises games, gymnastic displays by experts but inviting the public to join in following their examples; competitions of all sorts, acrobatic dancing and yes, sand castle building.
Either they keep the more daring or scandalous activities for the middle of the night on the beach in Roses, or the scenes in Barcelona beach are part of the television programme to boost up the rating, do you think?
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