When I slipped away from a strictly planned trip. An adventure for me is when I can say, with relief perhaps: I was aiming for this place, but I ended up somewhere else.
An ice cold plunge, from fear to well-being. She's on her way to the sea, to take the winter clothes off and swim. To swim? Everything is frozen but the sea; the salt keeps it liquid. The wind today is strong, and the rain would put off anyone unless is forced to be outdoors.