This place/beach can be translated into english/beachlish as ”River memory”. It is nice in an ok way but not so much nice as more than ok.
This is a Beachwalker’s daymare. A thistle. Or many of them, six under the feet.
This is the way these beachy little bastards look like. Sooooo innocent.
The ”River memory” beach. With wood I wood say.
This camping next to the beach has a pool. With a roof that is. We are in Sweden.
It is a beautiful day. Mid august. And almost everything is closed at every beach in Gotland. Shame on you next to the beach establishments…