Long Beach

Today will be my first time going to the beach for the summer. I was excited to be going to the beach for the first time this summer. When I think of summer I think of beaches and pools, therefore I was feeling a little left out since I hadn't gone to the beach yet. The idea to go to the beach was a spur of the moment idea. An idea that involved an invitation to my roommate who is living in New York to tag along. I thought inviting my roommate with me would be a great experience for her since this is her first time living in New York and every time I take her somewhere it's always an adventure. When I told her we were going to the beach in Long Island she was super excited. Her response through text sounded like a child jumping for joy in excitement. Her excitement towards traveling to Long Island for the first time and going to the beach for the first time in New York got me super pumped for our Sunday adventure.

I gave my friend the task of coming from Manhattan on the subway to meet me in Brooklyn to catch the Long Island Railroad. Seeing her successfully meet up with me on time at Atlantic Avenue gave me the confidence that she was getting the hang of living in New York alone. After she arrived, we went on to buy our tickets for  the beach and train, and waited for it to arrive. An hour later we were walking towards Long Beach with a pep in our step and excitement in our faces. The sand was hot and the sun was beaming, it was perfect weather for the beach. We got into our bathing suits and went to hit the water. One foot in the water and we ran out. The water was too cold to put both feet in or even one foot. One more step into the water, again its too cold so my roommate and I try to inch into the water little by little until it was op to our knees. Of course the water never touched my roommates knees, but touched mine, but that is only up to my thigh area. The waves were hitting us so hard, making us fall to the ground. Everyone else seemed to be enjoying the waved pulling them into shore, and ripping them left and right. My roommate and I just liked for the water to go a little pass our knees and that be it. TOday the waves were very rough but I was feeling a little adventurous and  decided to walk out further to wear the water reached the middle of my torso. I nervously creeped to a further spot in the water but was bought back by the wave. The roughness of the wave put a little fear in my life, therefore I stayed in a place where I felt most comfortable, which was having the water at knee level.
Although my roommate and I might seem like punks for not going out further into the water, but we were comfortable where we were. Our day at the beach was amazing. We caught some waves like the surfers would say and caught some color. We were able to just relax in the water, talk, watch other people and enjoy life, I think those things are all very important.