A cinema by night

Every Friday night, between two of these palm trees comes up a screen. Folding chairs are laid on the beach and on the shore line. In some cases beach mats are laid for extra romantic couples. Champagne and cocktails are served. Pop corn follows. 3, 2, 1... its show time!

 

Finding Nemo and Shark Tales makes sense in this cinema. What "disturbs" me though are the serene sound of waves lapping on the sandy beach and at a certain time of the month a bright full moon right above the screen. Oh and in rare occasions a shooting star would turn my head away from the screen. The countless stars flickering above my head don't really bother me.

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