Sun and clouds were playing some sort of game. The wind chased the clouds away along the sky, while the sun tried her best to stay in sight. The grass on the dunes bent down when the wind got a little stronger. People were walking along the beach barefoot, some guys were throwing a ball and girls were carrying a big basket probably filled with food. They were all young, tanned and beautiful.
Per sighed and walked away from the window. The weather was gorgeous indeed. A perfect day to sit on the terrace with a cold beer. Mhm. That sounded good. But it was not going to happen, at least not today.
Today was preparation day. Rehearsing for the last time, choosing the final outfit, meeting the guys for dinner. Talking to journalists.