My favorite part of being at the beach is being able smell
the salt in the air from miles away. For me the smell of seaweed, salt and fish
is comfort. I love smell of the heat coming off the sand it is so pure.
Sitting on the beach listening to the ocean wave’s crash
around the shore just puts me at ease.
I have always been told that the beach changes you. I have
never been one to love the taste of seafood, but I find myself trying new types
of food when I’m at the beach. I remember my first time eating seafood, it was
an experience. My friends and I went to a small seafood restaurant along the
beach and I order the Friday night special. The taste of my meal was like a
fish bowl. I was eating fried oysters. They weren’t so bad until the popped in
my mouth.
I love the feeling of the sand between my toes as a walk
down the beach. Feeling the heat from the summer sun beat down my skin is the
best feeling in the world.
Beginning able to wake up each morning and seeing the sun
raise over the ocean is a sight everyone should see at least once. If you are
lucky might even see the dolphins’ jump .I loved being able to find shells,
star fish and crabs.
I thinking back to all the time I have spent in Florida one
of my most memorable days is the day my friends and I rented scooters. It
started out as a rainy day so we all decided to spend our day shopping and
exploring all the different shops. For a while the girls and rode around and
looked in the small stores along the strip, then we decided to meet the boys at
the outside mall. We spent some time shopping and just before one of my friends
hit a car with her scooter. We looked and made sure there was no damage and
which there a mark we talked to the car owner was and they said everything was
fine. Then all of a sudden my friend and her boyfriend were being chased by a
car! Finally, they stopped and it was the car my friend had hit they decided to
yell at them for a black mark on their wheel. After all that drama went down I
broke my scooter so I switched with my friend, his gas was on the other side so
when I was trying to brake I was pushing the gas. Normally wouldn’t be a big
deal If we weren’t parked outside of an ice cream shop
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