Feeling fresh and windswept at the harbour side.
This island has a harsh kind of beauty. The volcanic rock gives a completely different impression at every turn.
We arrive at our island in the middle of the ocean, a weekend escape from the city. We drive along endless roads through deserted landscapes and walk along barren beaches searching for hidden treasure.
At the tag end of the summer we had the urge to get away for a weekend. A last getaway; we paced the streets in our own rhythm, looked for hideouts in an insomnious city.
With a map in hand, our quiet adventure took sudden turns.
We soaked the last rays of the sun until we fell into the tireless beat of the night.