Essay About My Trip To Beach

It was a hot, oppressive day and my friends and I decided that it was a virtuous day to go to the beach. I could see the Sun optimistic yellow pellet, blistering in the sky as we were on our way to the Newport Beach in Rhode Island. The open-air temperature was progressively starting to plunge down and the traffic lanes were starting to get narrower which was a sign that we were close to the beach. We parked our car into the parking spot and started walking across the black asphalt, which emanated heat from the sun.

Walking forward I overwhelmingly could see the clear water, which was rich arcane blue in color. As soon as I kept my feet on the silt white sand I could sense the sand burning my feet. I could hear the sound of waves colliding and feel the unruffled sea breeze grooming by. The beach was swarming with people as I looked around my surroundings.

Towards my right were who people laid down on different colored beach towels such as yellow, orange, pink, white and so on while others are on an sun lounger in order to get a sunbathe. Looking down I could see many kids ornamenting their sandcastles with smooth round seashells, which, were covered on the beach. After walking from side to side through numerous groups of people, we finally found an empty spot under a tree. We decided to rest a few minutes under the tree as we had a long two-hour drive from Connecticut so we took our rainbow colored towels out and laid down on the silt sand and soaked ourselves in the sun so that we could run towards the water after finishing our nap.

After a few minutes nap I sprayed the sunscreen on my body and packed up my gear to go into the water. I could see the water was turned azure blue in color now. My friends and I didn’t wanted to cogitate that the water is going to be too cold and we saw a huge way approaching towards us and we didn’t wanted to miss it so we ran towards it and dove straight through the dumping wave.

I could taste the salty water the moment I dropped into the water. After popping right back up I could feel the salty water going into my eyes making it red in color and boggy. The water felt invigorating on my scorching skin. The tides were high so the water was deep enough for swimming. There were lots of people in the water. Towards my left were some people playing with volleyball, which was a combination of green, yellow and red in color. Towards my right were people who were having fun on the beach motorcycles with a guide seating behind them.

When I looked back I saw parents trying to sweet-talk their kids into the cold water. While coming out from the water I looked up and I saw three people flying Para gliders, which were orange, purple and fluorescent in color. We were finally now out from the water fully clothed again after we were done taking a shower. We went back under the tree where we were taking a nap before to pick up or belongings such as beach chairs, umbrellas, flip-flops and so on. “Today was picture-perfect” I exclaimed myself watching at the beach. Observing the waves and the nature’s exquisiteness for few minutes a feeling of peacetime settled in me.

All my anxieties from my day today life were been obliterated for those few moments. I was ready to go home now. Exhausted and watching out the window I could see the traffic lanes getting broader and broader. I finally closed my eyes for few seconds to gulp everything in as we where on our way back home.

A long time ago, I went to the beach. Before we left, we loaded all our beach gear into the car. Continuing down the road my sister and two brothers and I sang songs to keep from falling into the depths of boredom. Deciding where to stop for dinner was a real challenge. Everyone wanted to eat at a different restaurant. Finally Dad stopped at Cracker Barrel. I chose green beans, potatoes, and steak for my dinner. We all drank hot cocoa and whipped cream for dessert. Initially we had hoped to reach our destination, Pensacola, before midnight, but it seemed impossible. Just after we crossed the Georgia/Florida border my dad stopped at a hotel. Keeping quiet not to wake the others staying at the hotel, we tiptoed out at 6:00 A.M. Later the next morning, we arrived at the house in Pensacola. My mom’s friend and her family were staying with us. Never is there a dull moment when we are all together. Of course we were very tired from our trip, so we rested all day. Plenty of fun in the sun was in store for us the next day. Ready to get out on the beach I had forgotten something very important. Quite sunburned was I by the end of that day. Sunscreen had not been applied!

Too sunburned was I to go out and have fun. Unmovable, I lay on the couch, watching television. Very unhappy about this terrible mishap I whined and complained. While I rested, I dreamed of the fun I was missing. Extremely bored, with only one day left until we went home, I prayed I would get better. Yet I was already healed. Zooming off of the couch, I hopped into my suit and enjoyed my last day on the beach.

© 2001 Anna Claire Flood

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