The Terrible Twosome enjoyed a few weeks of sand, sea, and even the occasional moment of sunshine. The first few days were dedicated to exploring the kiddie pools left by the tide - or, in Anneke's case, to endlessly tasting and re-tasting the water, each finger-test followed by the delighted (and, for some reason, invariably surprised) exclamation: "Salty!!"
Once that extraordinary discovery was sufficiently documented, however, she enjoyed splashing around in the water under the pretext of collecting sea shells:
Lautje's approach was coarser but efficient. He, too, wanted sea shells - but instead of laboriously picking them up one after the other, he decided to simply shovel them into the bucket sand and all:
And then there was the real sea. Anneke preferred to observe it from the safety of her mother's arms:
Lautje, on the other hand, eventually gathered enough courage to experience the waves first-hand - insisting, however, that he not be the only one whose feet and legs got cold, wet and sandy...