Step 1 is the moment I first hear the roar of the surf in the distance. My breathing deepens and I feel like I’m coming home, at long last.
Step 2 is my first sight of the ocean. From whatever vantage point it occurs, I have to stop in my tracks and simply drink it in.
Step 3 is sitting back and completely blissing out on the sight, the sound, the feel of being at the ocean. Which I could do — and have often done — for hours on end.
Until I’m here (at pretty much any beach), I forget just how much I miss it…and rely on it. It had been more than two years since last time, so I’m really grateful that Ramesha took the initiative and planned this trip.