Participating in Blogging from A-Z challenge (April 2016) with a sea-shore theme…
Beaches have their own meaning for different people. Holidays, sun-bathing, swimming, fishing, clam-collecting, walking, water-sports and so on, the list is long.
For me, a beach is a hunting ground of treasures, washed up shells, corals, stones, colorful or with perfect holes, all there to be collected. Sea urchin cases, turtle bones, sand dollars, sea biscuits, they all make their way home with me.
Beaches can be beautiful, endless white sand afront a turquoise sea or unappealing muddy flats, sometimes they are rocky and impossible to access, but each have their own appeal. The emptier the better for me. In Arabia, outside the cities, beaches are deserted. Fishermen making their living and birds are are the only occupants and I walk for miles along the solitary shores, seeing what each tide has cast up.
Dubai beaches are busy in the winter, the weather brings the city dwellers flocking to the beach. Boardwalks, cafes, kite beaches, events make them a busy place during the winter months. In the summer, only a few brave souls head out in the day, the beach in the intense heat is no place to be.