It’s 4 in the morning, and the sound of my alarm clock brutally disturbs the perfect silence of this blue hour. It’s still a bit dark outside, but we don’t need to turn the lights on. A cold breeze enters the room through the small basement window.We prepared everything in the evening, and now we just need to get dressed, pack our cameras, and walk for about 3 minutes to the beach. Nexø is still asleep. In the harbour, the boats are slowly swinging, waiting for the first cruise, and the doors to the sand sculpture museum are still closed.Only the birds have started their day already. One proud seagull…