Katwijk on the beach

Hot hot hot. Mama and I take a mini-holiday. She has taken days off and we go to the beach.

On her first day off, I wake up bright and early, and even though we need to hang the washing on the line, we are on the beach first, before anybody else.

It is hot and the sea water is very pleasant. The waves here are smaller than in Greece, but the shells are sharper.

The photo is from the second day, a group of Romanians play music on the beach.

These days I am enjoying the soft sand higher up. There is also a playhouse and a volleybal net. Mama and I play our 'Cars' ball in the net. My neighbour Uncle Niek has fished the Cars ball out of the Rhine and given it to me. It is my favourite ball now. The second day some boys take my ball for a small kick. That is not right! It is my ball! I throw myself on the ball and hold it firmly in my hands. Looking at them I dare them to take it from me. Of course they don't....

After these days we feel again as from holiday!