This week I got invited to go to the beach, immediately I
said yes. I could instantly feel the sand on my feet, smell the ocean breeze
and feel the heat from the sun. I started mentally packing my bag; shorts, flip
flops and sunglasses. I was so excited until I realized that I am in the middle
of Virginia in fall. It’s cold and the nearest beach is five hours away. My bag
would have to be adjusted, I would need to include long sleeves and pants,
definitely not beach attire. I still wanted to go to the beach. I haven’t been
since August where at home it was a twenty minute drive and I didn’t go as much
as I wish I went now.
I still was
determined to get my feet in the sand. I called my mom and told her about my
plans, when I would leave and when I would be getting home. I was going to the
beach! It was going to be different from the Florida beaches but a beach
nonetheless. I went through the next day still thinking about the beach while wearing
my layers of clothes and boots, it definitely felt weird. Later that day I was
talking to my sisters and somehow it got brought up that I was going to the
beach this weekend. The first thing they both said was “Virginia has a beach!?”
I thought about that because I would never guess from all the mountains around
campus that in this same state there is a coastline.
As the week progressed I kept thinking about the long drive
to the beach, the long drive back to school and the fact that it would be cold.
I started thinking that I would have to wait until December when I go home to
see the beach. There I can actually swim in the water even though it’s December.
I decided against the beach, mainly because of the drive. Today I regret that
because I could have been with my feet in the
sand looking at the waves.
I think you definitely made a right choice not going there. You make me feel nervous by talking about going to beach. I was like "OMG, in this cold weather to beach? U gotta be crazy" but I feel released after reading your decision!
ReplyDeleteI love the beach too! I think the weather shock your experiencing is funny because the idea of swimming in december is absurd to me :) I love road trips and probably would have gone just for the drive. Great post!
ReplyDeletethis is a very sweet little post. you convey your enthusiasm for the beach just by the way you describe yourself walking around, thinking about the beach constantly, calling your mom and telling her about the beach, planning and re-planning what you'll wear a the beach, etc. etc. And then it makes it heartbreaking when you decide NOT to go. Well done.
ReplyDeletegood post. I like all the description especially at the beginning. When you described the beach it made me imagine myself at the beach. Ugh I want to go to the beach now! I'm jealous that you can go swimming in December back home!
ReplyDeletegreat post! I wish I lived in Florida and could go to the beach in December. I would have done the same thing and stayed in Roanoke because I hate driving. youll be at the beach in a month!
ReplyDeleteI wonder if i was the only one that noticed you talked about the sand one your feet and thats your blog name. But i live right by Virginia Beach and its nothing like the mountains here and is actually a really big tourist attraction in the summer. Its not a nice as the beaches in Florida but its still a nice beach,
ReplyDeleteVery good! I think the best thing about your post is the little comparison between the beaches of VA and FL, and the interesting point that somebody could swim in Florida's sea even when it is December!
ReplyDeleteAlso, I liked how you described your feelings as thought you already had been on the coast.