Whereas a storm raged on land, there was hardly any rain on the land that rises from the sea - at most some friendly clouds. The day was spent reading, swimming and sleeping on the grass. In that soft mood, I found enough energy to go to Sandviken, one or two miles away, a preserved 18th century fishermen's village.
Now the sun has set for a second time on Taga's shore. I could stay here several weeks, just looking at the quiet and ever-changing sea, but the bicycle is already protesting. Tomorrow I will have to leave this haven and return, by boat, to the real land.
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