Memories
The first time
Jamie McCord • Welcome, MN
The first and only time I have been to the beach ( I live in Minnesota) was so amazing. I have always thought about what the beach would look like and smell like and feel like. I imagined it for months before we left for our trip. I heard stories from people, wonderful things about the smell of the ocean and the warm breezes. We finally arrived at the beach on our scheduled day....there was a LONG board walk leading out to the beach over brush and small trees. It was never ending! There was a small incline so even if I wanted to I couldn't peek at what was over that hill. Finally in the last few yards I could hear the waves of the ocean. I could see the water in the distance and I could smell the ocean air. But that all small detail compared to the moment I stuck my barefoot into that sand! People must have been looking at me like I was some sort of alien. I took one step off the board walk and there I stood for about 10 minutes. I dug my feet into the sand. It literally took my breath away. I have never ever felt anything so warm and so soft. It has to be one of the best moments I have ever experienced. I love the beach, I cannot wait to someday return to stick my toes in the sand and sniff the salty air.
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