We all have that one safe place that we go to when we need to escape certain life situations. It’s the place we go to in order to fix all our problems and wash away the stressful situations we might be having. I have a special place that always that always helps me when I am having problems. It is a place where I can do my best thinking to solve all of my problems. When I am at this place I am at peace and all of my troubles seem to disappear. It is the one place that takes over all of my senses and makes me feel free. As soon as I arrive to the beach and feel the salty air blowing through my hair my mind automatically starts to unwind. Feeling those first steps on the soft, warm sand remind me that I am back in paradise. Parked on the street there is a baby pink ice cream truck selling sweet, frozen treats to the children. The happy and carefree energy of all the people at the beach is contagious, and my mood automatically shifts to mimic all of the joy around me. I walk on the warm beach sand until I find the perfect spot. I set my small, red ice chest down filled with cold refreshments for the …show more content…
day. I then lay my bright blue beach towel down on the sand. I set up my soft chair under my multi-colored umbrella to block the sun from my face. I grab a cold beverage and sit down in the comfy chair. The view in front of me is so beautiful and peaceful, and I am able to just sit and think. My mind is able to wander, and I am alone and happy with just my thoughts. As I as look off into the never ending sea, the bright turquoise water shimmers from the sun shining down on it. Off in the distance you can hear the waves crash, it’s such a comforting sound as it takes all your worries away. All around me I sense the feeling of summer in the air. There are kids playing in the water, guys surfing, babies building there first sand castles along the salty ocean edge, and teenagers reading the newest copy of a brightly colored magazine. This reminds me just how many people love coming to the beach. I look up into the crystal clear sky and can begin to taste the salt on my lips. I am truly able to relax all afternoon.
I start to feel my skin burning from the bright sun rays above me. I begin reading a romance novel and quickly get lost in the beautiful love story. I see mothers trying to put sunscreen on their children. Above I hear screaming seagulls fighting over a piece of food they have stolen from someone’s beach bag. The seagulls scream in the loudest pitch that really rings your ears. It always makes me laugh when you see families get their lunches stolen from a seagull. As I watch them chase after the seagulls, I think about how happy the seagulls for snagging a quick snack. I look back at the ocean and hear the waves crash and roll on the sand. This sound is rather soothing, and I close my eyes and just listen. There is something about the sound of the ocean around gets rid of all other distractions that are
around. I then stand up and feel the crisp, moist air all over my body. As I walk along the shimmering shore I begin to feel the cool chills of the water going through my toes as the waves come in. Walking around the rocky shores of the beaches, which are filled with colorful shells, is something that I always look forward to when coming to the beach. As I begin to pick various shells up, I notice the various textures of the different shells. Some are pointy and rough, while others a smooth and shiny. Shells are little treasures from the sea, and I can’t help but to pick up every bright shell that pops up on ground. Once my hands are full, I begin to walk back to my towel and put my new treasures in a orange colored sand pail. Finding all different types of shells makes me excited for what else I might find here. I walk back to the shoreline and begin to notice little bubble holes below me in the sand from crabs. I start digging in the wet sand, just as soon as the washing cold water comes and takes away all the hard work. Eventually I get to a brightly colored red crab, and begin cover him back up. Swimming in the ocean is the most therapeutic for me. If I'm having a stressful day, it's that moment you run into the ocean and dive down in the water, and it's completely silent. It’s the moment where everything all day just unfolds like a perfectly folded napkin at a formal dinner table. I love the feeling the cold water as it touch your skin as you enter the glistening water, and the taste of seaweed in your teeth which fills your mouth. Then as you come up for air, you begin to feel the tingly feeling of salt that fills your eyes. Being in the sea is just so soothing. It make me so happy and all my thoughts unravels. You can feel the strength of the waves crashing on you, and you have to work to hold yourself up. Below your feet you begin to feel the tingles of plants on your toes as the waves roll in one after the other. Underwater you can hear dolphins sounding like their talking to each other in their own language while they skim the seas for fish. The waves crash the shore just like on going sound of song. The sun begins to feel less warm, as it fills the sky with a pinkish color sunset. I hold my nose for one last dive for the night. Feeling the warm sand rush up on my skin, and the salty water through my legs. I walk back to my spot on the beach and grab an ice cream from the cooler. The sweet ice cream feels cold on my salty, wrinkled lips. I reach in the cooler and grab a frozen beverage and place it on my blistering red sunburned back. The cold can soothes my red, sunburned skin. This reminds me to never forget sunscreen. I start packing up my belongings, and get ready to go back home. I always dislike leaving and having to get back into my everyday routine. Being able to be at the beach and unwind myself is something I crave constantly. Being able to feel summer is one of the most precious things to me. Everyone deserves to have that one place that you go to escape and get away from life. A place where they can go and just forget about things and feel free from life. Going to the beach is more than just a place to me. It makes me feel like everything in my life makes perfect sense. There can be so many stressful things going on in my life, and going to beach soothes me. As soon as you’re able to find a place that makes you happy, and you're able to unwind from things you’ll be that more thankful for it. It will be more than just a place, it will be your favorite place. From the sight of the ocean, the feeling of the cool, beach breeze, the taste of the salty water, the sounds of the crashing waves, and the smell of the ocean take over my body and mind and put me at peace.
The smell of the restaurants faded and the new, refreshing aroma of the sea salt in the air took over. The sun’s warmth on my skin and the constant breeze was a familiar feeling that I loved every single time we came to the beach. I remember the first time we came to the beach. I was only nine years old. The white sand amazed me because it looked like a wavy blanket of snow, but was misleading because it was scorching hot. The water shone green like an emerald, it was content. By this I mean that the waves were weak enough to stand through as they rushed over me. There was no sense of fear of being drug out to sea like a shipwrecked sailor. Knowing all this now I knew exactly how to approach the beach. Wear my sandals as long as I could and lay spread out my towel without hesitation. Then I’d jump in the water to coat myself in a moist protective layer before returning to my now slightly less hot towel. In the water it was a completely different world. While trying to avoid the occasional passing jellyfish, it was an experience of
These are the reasons why I need my special place. Without a place to go I would probably have an ulcer. I believe that everyone needs a place to go to get away from it all. It is an opportunity to explore a new and unique world all of my own. I can enjoy activities that I once got to enjoy when I was a kid, I can think through all the problems in my head, and most of all, I can get away from those people who give me the ulcer.
place. This is where we come to grips with our lives, relax, and reflect. This
The beach filled with the stillness of the clam and quiet morning. The calm waves lapping over one another in the early hours of the morning. Not another sound in the world can be heard. Looking out over the ocean as if there is land beyond the enormous, stunning, blue water. How was something so striking create on this earth and why? Wondering what is in the vast, sparkling blue waters. Wondering if the marine life in the sea can actually see and heard. Feeling the cool, quiet morning slowly turning into a hot, busy day. Turning once more to appreciate its beauty then turning around ready to face
It is to be a place where you are safe to release all the tension and
A calm crisp breeze circled my body as I sat emerged in my thoughts, hopes, and memories. The rough bark on which I sat reminded me of the rough road many people have traveled, only to end with something no one in human form can contemplate.
I lie down on the warm rock at the edge of the pond and I close my eyes. My breath feels easy and light, my belly is soft and where a hard gnarled knot used to be under my sternum, a warmth spreads beyond my skin, around the blue sky and sun and back in again.
I stopped walking and looked up at the faint stars. The seagulls were flying overhead. They were screeching and swooping at the water. I started to wish I were one of them, flying free without any restrictions or limits. I listened to their voice, the screech. Deep down in I could understand what they were saying. I can't explain it, but I was so in love with the moment I thought I saw things as they did. I was in company of animals that had no concept of time, and no worries, and I was contempt with that. I closed my eyes and the faint sun warmed my face, as if shining only for me. The warmth made ...
Summer vacation, and school ends for about three months, and then you have as much fun as you can, then back to school… right? Well I had to go to summer school, but it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Everything was going fine, I had a job after summer school, and that was going fine as well. They say that summer is supposed to be fun and exciting, and it usually is for me and my family. However in July my father started coughing up blood. My father usually doesn’t make it his top priority to go to the doctors, so he waited about four weeks until he really didn’t feel good.
The dull light of the sun somehow manages to kindle my senses in a way I had never seen or felt before. Everything felt like it came to a standstill and the effect of the light made the scene look like one in a painting. The waves break gently into white foam on the black beach. The small crystals in the sand glimmer and twinkle brilliantly against the sunrays. The seagulls ride with the wind and the soft sand cushions my toes.
Nearby there were people playing volleyball, building sand castles, and swimming. It was packed like a suitcase. People were buoyant and were enjoying this sunny day. Sand was in between my toes and resting in my hair. The familiar song of an ice-cream truck was steadily making its way towards me. I raced to the car to scrap some change together and by the time I got it the ice-cream truck was here. I bought a
It is said that everyone has a favorite place where they feel secure and at home, somewhere that allows them to think clearly which leads to a deeper understanding of themselves. Growing up in Florida, I have spent a large amount of time in the beach town of Boca Grande, a place where fast food chains and high rises do not exist. On the far north end of the island, there is a place that is truly special to me. I do not know what it is about that spot on that little island, but there is something about it that leads me to deeper understanding about myself, and makes me truly enjoy life.
I have never felt so calm and tranquil, I feel like this is where I belong. A sudden cold breeze blows through me making my hair stand on end, goosebumps plague my body as I start to shiver. The leaves in the trees rustle as the grass begins to blow circles around me. The velutinous clouds above start to swirl and race across the sky.
It was a sunny and warm day, a wonderful day for a trip to the beach. I grabbed my supplies and made launch then headed out. Instantly knew I was close as the humid, hot, salty air hit my face, and ran through my nostrils. The scent was relaxing. There it was, blue waters with white waves washing up on the shore. Less than a minute walk to finally feel the warm sand against the bottom of my feet. I gently kicked off my sandals, smirking as my feet hit the hot concrete and crossed the lanes into the soft, warm, light sand. A short walkway in between dark green bushes led to the beach. With every step a sense a peace fell over me, taking in every grain of sand between each toe.
Everyone has a special place that people will never forget. Sometimes it is because there were places that people experienced great joy or comfort. A special place represents peoples’ special memories either good or bad. Memory will following people whole life, and store people’s heart deeper. Good memory will coming all time. My special place and my memory is my grandparent’s house; my grandparent’s house practically is my second home. I would never forget that special place because of things going on my grandparent’s house, which is symbolized by my grandparent’s love.