The Beach Bum
I knew I would miss the mountains dearly, but since I moved to the western side of Michigan, I've realized something:
I love water more than mountains!
My paternal grandparents lived in Bay City, Michigan, where if you hold your hand up to look like the Lower Peninsula, Bay City would be on the curved area between your four fingers and your thumb. My Papa enjoyed going on walks, and my favorite walks were at...the mall.
I have had negative water experiences. Both times that I have visited the Gulf of Mexico weren't under the best circumstances, and left a bitter taste in my mouth. But most of the time, I have loved my water time.
In my area of western Michigan, Lake Michigan is mere minutes away. I have frequented the dunes many times and ran next to the Lake Michigan beaches. Every time I go, I find new ways to love my new beach life.
The people on the beach are an eclectic bunch - especially right before the sunset. I try to time my trips to when the sun is going down, and so do many other people. There are families, elderly, book readers, guitar players, photographers, videographers, dog walkers, friends, beach volleyball players, fisherman, sandcastle architects, and couples. It can sometimes be a fascinating bunch to watch.
Lots of people are there to go swimming. But many just use the time to sit in their beach chair and allow the waves of the water to lull them to sleep.
Now I have not experienced a western Michigan winter yet, and I've heard that it can be pretty brutal. But if I can deal with a Michigan winter and still get to enjoy the beauty of the beach during the other three seasons of the year, I can live with that!