Hot.  The sand too hot to walk on.  The sea's warm too.  I swim out to find it's coolness and then struggle against the currents and the pull back of the waves to get back.

The dune today was like a cut from Ice cold in Alex and I longed for a beer.  We stopped at the café in the village, but the inland heat was unbearable.  It was 8 pm and the place was empty.  Back at the cottage, the two terraces were stifling.  We shut the windows and shutters and stayed inside.