I don’t get the beach. I love listening to it. At night with the window open and drifting to sleep. I love watching waves crash through a window of a restaurant, eating a great meal.
But I don’t get the beach. The sand is rough and piping hot. The water pummels towards you and knocks you over. It dunks you under and fills you with salty unpleasant water.
I don’t get the beach.