I went swimming in the Pacific Ocean this summer. It was vast, salty and absolutely delightful.
This was a particularly wondrous experience for me...as it was my first time ever swimming in an ocean. It's true. I grew up next to the biggest lake in the world which looks similar to an ocean...but is, of course, fresh water, doesn't have a tide, different wild life, etc.
So when we were invited by a friend to a beach party, we jumped at the chance. It was worth getting up super early on a Saturday, riding a train for three hours (one way!) and getting sunburned. (A word about Japanese sunscreen: It doesn't work. Even after multiple applications, there was still lots of burnination. Sigh.)
Floating around in the ocean leisurely for hours was pure delight...except for that part when I suddenly had a hand full of jellyfish. (It was just a little one and I only touched the top part. Still, it was shocking to suddenly feel a jellyfish!)
We were there when the tide came in. It came in waaaaay faster then I expected it would, which resulted in wet towels and flip-flops running away with the water.
|Watching the tide come in.|
I wish we lived closer to the ocean...but then I consider the mountains outside my window. And the significant lack of tsunami warnings...
No. I am perfectly content with my residence. But I will be visiting the ocean again. Soon, if I can at all help it.
ps. I cut off around eleven inches of my hair last month. I LOVE it! :)