Two women spend a weekend together at the North Sea       Walks on the beach, fish buns at a snack stand, mobile weather forecasts       Sky, horizon, water       One of them will soon return to her family in Argentina while the other one will try to come a step closer to the ocean       She travels to the Caribbean and the foreign makes her vulnerable       Then, the land is out of sight       On a sailing vessel she crosses the Atlantic Ocean       One wave follows the other, they never resemble       Thoughts go astray, time leaves the beaten track and the swell lulls to deep sleep       The sea takes over the narration       And when the other one reappears in it, the wind is still in her hair while the ground beneath her feet is solid       She returns and the one of them could ask Have you changed