Here on a sunny day, the turquoise blue waves lightly lap against the white sand. The tall palm trees sway gently in the breeze, always in rythm with the ocean. It's tranquil, looking out to the horizon that never ends. Then suddenly a shreak, a scream of laughter coming from two children chasing after each other. They're both wearing water wings, one has a sand ball in his hand. The first one trips and splashes face first into the water. As he gasps for breath the sand ball is shoved into his hair. "Cut it out!" yells thier mom. Out farther, where only the bravest dare go, swimmers swim back and forth with the tide. Those with goggles get to really experience where there are. They get to see the coral, so still yet so full of life, and all of the colorful fish swimming in and around it. Once in a while a brave sea turtle will glide below so effortelessly the swimmer wishes it could just grab on and let it pull him.
The others, who aren't so water inclined, are stretched out in the sand on thier big beach towels, soaking up the sun. There is nothing more relaxing than a warm day and nothing more soothing than the sound of the ocean. What could be better than sinking your toes into the sand as you walk hand-in-hand with a loved one down a long stretch of perfect beach.
This is the place I love most, the place that I could live and spend hour after hour.
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