Personal Narrative: The Beach

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.

Found a great area to rest, right next to the Ocean and not too close to other people. I saw little kids scream as a wave slammed onto the shore, splashing up and around them. I got my blanket out and set my chair into

place then watched it slowly fall into the sand. taking off my shirt, feeling every ray of the sunshine hit every inch of my body. I take a seat at the edge of my chair allowing my feet to sink in to the roasting sand while my eyes observe every blue wave of water spiral over into white splashes, racing up onto the shore line then slip back into the water just in time to see the next wave fold over into white splashes again. I closed my eyes as I lay back, soaking up the sun taking in every sound, imagining everything going on around me. In the distance I could still hear the joyful screams of the children after the sound of the wave crashing into the rocks.

To the right of me I could hear the group of teenagers talking about their plans for later in the day. Right above me was the sound of a small group of people playing around, hearing a few chuckling between them. To left of my me was the unclear chatter of a younger couple, to the far right was a mother with her children. As a bead of sweat ran in between the roots of my hair I realized how hot I was and how nice the water would feel against my warming skin right then, at that thought I heard eager excited screams from children in the water playing games.

Only a few more hours to enjoy this relaxing place, I wiped the sweat off my forehead and sauntered to the shoreline scanning for any wildlife as the water crept up to my feet.

I shivered when cold clear blue water rushed up legs. I began to walk out further as the waves came crashing down around my waist splashing onto my face and chest. Past the tide, I stood still as the water softly sways me from side to side, enjoying the view of the sun shining down on the calm blue ocean. I got a little nervous as the thought of sharks crossed my mind. I watched the ocean start to shape and create a blue wave, curling over into a roaring larger wave.

I wait until the very last second to dive in as the white waters swallow me up me, feeling the heavy wave rip right over my body from head to toe. I pop out inhaling while I wipe away the water, with a harsh salty taste left in my mouth, I was ready to do that again. The current wasn’t too strong. I swam opposite direction, either jumping with motion of the ocean or diving under each stream. I stayed out there enjoying every wave for a

while.
I lost track of how long I was out there, but I knew I had to be leaving soon so I rode the waves back until the water was running past my thighs. I got back to my area and realized I was only in the water for about forty minutes. I grabbed my towel to dry off and had some launch. I guzzled down an ice-cold soda I brought with me. I felt refreshed after lunch and decided to stay a bit longer.
As it got later in the day the waves got higher. I lay down with my sunglasses guarding my eyes, keeping me from squinting and enjoyed the view. I looked down and watched as the clear water droplets run down my skin and realized I got a little sunburned. It was a pretty hot day; I dried up fast. I went back in the water one last time leaving just to feel the waves cascade over my head and leap over each ripple of water. I walked back to my chair and decided I’d leave in about thirty minutes. It was time to go, I picked up my bag and beach chair, shook off the sand on my blanket. Took one last look back and headed back towards the car.