we visited this place twice.
in the afternoon with a soft drizzle,
the air cold, the waves harsh and pounding
i was hypnotized by the majestic circling of propellers
i stood in awe
jaws dropped
eyes glazed in manic delight
we ran in circles
in utmost joy
in ecstasy

in the morning where the sun was up
the wind, dry
sand, stones flying
pricking all over

this giants stood
mocking us
daring us to intrude

i hurt all over
but it was worth it