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Nothing really dramatic and quite a bit different from the scene that the live report on the radio sounded like.
The next morning, they were reporting the damage done by the surge with pointing out that “a part of the sea wall in Scarborough had been broken by the waves”. I had passed this broken sea wall in the morning and had seen about 4 meters of a balustrade with a height of about one meter in front of the Spa had been demolished. O.K., the pretty heavy parts of the wall had been washed across the street so there had been some forces at work, but all together was fixed by two men with a small fence. But all together even the trusty BBC was exaggerating quite a bit.
I returned to the hostel in the dark. As the sea promenade was closed I had to find my way through the labyrinth of streets in the old town. When I entered the hostel, I met Paula and Mike who brought some additional heaters to fight the unusual cold temperatures. Our hosts did everything to make it comfortable.
And they did even more: when Mike heard that I wanted to rent a board the next day, he offered me to use one of his. Turned out it was a beautiful wooden laminated Takayama 8.6 hybrid. I was very happy and particularly appreciated such friendliness to strangers in a country that had a little xenophobia – at least at the moment.
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