"August is, basically, a gateway to autumn" - summed up my colleague once. I would call it a month when that summertime sadness, that Lana del Rey sung so lovely about, reaches its peak. Bittersweet joy fills our hearts and we desperately try to make the most of these last 31 days of "official summer". Me and my husband also jumped onto this bandwagon, so here we are, in Lithuanian seaside, where sky and sea merge at the horizon.
