Black Sea

Posted on April 12, 2008 
Filed Under Ramblings

I always loved the Black Sea. I like the mountains, but I love the sea. I almost drowned at least once until I was 5 and that is the most vivid memory I remember from my early childhood. Me falling in a water basin and people looking from the top. And I don’t remember any fear, just curiosity.

At 6 I learned how to swim and since then, the sea has become my friend. I almost drowned several times since, never in the sea, though. It didn’t stop me from loving it.

Every time I go to the Black Sea for the first time in a year (around June, usually), the water is cold and I stay out for 5 minutes at least before going in…. but after that, the feeling is… I don’t think I can describe it, but feeling the water around your body, feeling like you belong to it, there is nothing in the world that can compare to it. Not seeing the beautiful mountains of Switzerland mirrored in the waters of Geneva Lake, not feeling the beauty of Istanbul by night, from the plane, when it looks like being alive, nothing. Just the first time you enter the sea and swim, after a long long time.

For me, the sea has become a friend. Sounds crazy, right? It may be. But it is a friend that doesn’t judge, that doesn’t offer advice, that doesn’t try to interpret. The sea just listens. It was there when I lost money and business, it was there when I fell in love, it was there when I wasn’t sure my decisions were correct. It was there when I just needed to not speak. It was there when I was walking up and down trying to find my steps.

Yesterday I went to the sea. As always when I need to just speak out loud. It may sound crazy, but this is the way I get balance in my life. Did you ever watch the sea during the storm and thought the turmoil of the waves is exactly what you feel? Nothing makes me calmer. Yesterday, the Black Sea was calm in the morning. Different colors for different feelings, but calm.

Sometime ago I started to dream on the shores of another sea. The sea told me: “The dream is over”. So I woke up. Things change. Times change. Decisions change. London, here I come.

I will die on the shores of the sea.

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  1. Anra on November 23rd, 2009 6:31 pm

    Black Sea looks so friendly and warm.
    I am addicted to the sea view. In the last years I watched different seas and shores. No I live in The Netherlands for more than one year and all around there is water…but not a friendly one. North see gives me fear and I can’t really relax even if almost once in 2 weeks I go on the beach. I can’t feel the same like in Romania even if here everything is much nicer around….cafe places, bars, my favorite Crazy Pianos on the beach in Schevening near by The Hague. North sea is violent, is always angry and nervous and looks dangerous and much more black than the Black Sea, is muddy and never clear. All summer long you don’t see many people even trying to bay…only some crazy wind surfers.
    It’s such a strange feeling but I prefer to watch the see here during the winter, at list I don’t judge her/it why is so aggressive and fighting with the shores. The Dutch people are also afraid of water and the sea. They fight it for ages. And they did a great job making land on the water. I can understand now why the North Sea is so mad and unfriendly….men kind grab her/it’s territory, like a woman who’s husbands is been taking away …
    On the North Sea shore for sure I can’t feel the romance in a kiss because is scaring, noisy and really cold, for sure can’t lie in a men’s arms because of the sand storms are hard winds. This sea and its shores doesn’t give me a warm feeling, the same like this country…looks beautiful and very open and fancy outside but inside it’s cold and not so liberal….it’s just a great marketing all around and they have a great PR.
    I miss the warm feeling I had it in my crazy Romania and a romantic kiss on the beach of the Black Sea……like I miss a love story in a Romanian dramatic way and the warm night wind in Vama Veche while I was watching the clear moon reflex ions in the dark Black Sea….

    You are all lucky to be close to the warm Black Sea! Enjoy its beauty!

    @kamikaze@

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