We've gone to the beach a couple different times lately.
The first time when we went, at the Bridlington South Beach, me and Dad spent the entire time playing volleyball with some people from church. That was really fun. It was windy though, so it made it hard to serve the ball right, especially when the wind is blowing against your side. I did a lot of diving in that game.
The first time when we went, at the Bridlington South Beach, me and Dad spent the entire time playing volleyball with some people from church. That was really fun. It was windy though, so it made it hard to serve the ball right, especially when the wind is blowing against your side. I did a lot of diving in that game.
The other time we went, we went to the same beach, but I instead played with my friend Sam Wilkinson. We built sand fortresses, and had a sand war. Basically, we flung wet sand at each other. Sammy teamed up with me, so I had double the sand flinging power! But all in all, she was really helpful with digging up more ammunition. We also used the shovels to catapult sand bombs at each other. It was really fun. We built our fortresses by a stream of water, so they got flooded in the end. Afterwards, we decided to swim in the sea.
Normally, in the states, when you go to Florida, or Alabama, the sea isn't too cold, or anything. The sea here is FREEZING!!!!! Sam kept calling me a wimp, and I totally was. I was FROZEN when the water got to my hips. It was almost painful! Sam, of course was swimming in it no problem. He, at least, was used to the water.
After finally getting out of the frozen sea, we returned to our forts. Sam's was deeper than mine, as well as flooded with warmer water, so we tried to turn it into a hot tub. We had a bit of trouble, though, as it was already flooded, so there was no way to dig it deeper. We tried, and tried, but eventually, our efforts to drain the jacuzzi just made "sloppy-joe" as Sam called it, water. This water was so filled with sand that if you stuck your hand in, then pulled it back out, it would be COATED with a layer of sand! After playing around with that for a while, we just started making quicksand.
After that, we needed a snack. For a snack, we had a choice of two different treats from the beachside: ice cream (with tons of flavors to choose from-which you could choose two of to have in one cone :) or fresh sugared donuts (HALLELUJAH! THESE ARE HEAVENLY! ;)
If you couldn't tell, I chose the hot donuts. OH MAN. They were BRILLIANT. You could also watch them being made. You could watch the dough get dropped into the fryer, (me and Sam's sound for that was "bloop!") and be tossed in the sugar. It was worth the wait, especially the highly painful wait, because the donuts were too hot to eat!
You could tell we had fun by the thick layer of sand coating our bodies afterwards.
So, my beach trip, filled with fort digging, sand flinging, frozen water, a failed jacuzzi, and some heavenly donuts, was an adventure worth having.
Normally, in the states, when you go to Florida, or Alabama, the sea isn't too cold, or anything. The sea here is FREEZING!!!!! Sam kept calling me a wimp, and I totally was. I was FROZEN when the water got to my hips. It was almost painful! Sam, of course was swimming in it no problem. He, at least, was used to the water.
After finally getting out of the frozen sea, we returned to our forts. Sam's was deeper than mine, as well as flooded with warmer water, so we tried to turn it into a hot tub. We had a bit of trouble, though, as it was already flooded, so there was no way to dig it deeper. We tried, and tried, but eventually, our efforts to drain the jacuzzi just made "sloppy-joe" as Sam called it, water. This water was so filled with sand that if you stuck your hand in, then pulled it back out, it would be COATED with a layer of sand! After playing around with that for a while, we just started making quicksand.
After that, we needed a snack. For a snack, we had a choice of two different treats from the beachside: ice cream (with tons of flavors to choose from-which you could choose two of to have in one cone :) or fresh sugared donuts (HALLELUJAH! THESE ARE HEAVENLY! ;)
If you couldn't tell, I chose the hot donuts. OH MAN. They were BRILLIANT. You could also watch them being made. You could watch the dough get dropped into the fryer, (me and Sam's sound for that was "bloop!") and be tossed in the sugar. It was worth the wait, especially the highly painful wait, because the donuts were too hot to eat!
You could tell we had fun by the thick layer of sand coating our bodies afterwards.
So, my beach trip, filled with fort digging, sand flinging, frozen water, a failed jacuzzi, and some heavenly donuts, was an adventure worth having.
3 comments:
Sounds like fun!
Me, I just get to go to school, and watch Cory Flynn trip over tables. Funny, but not exactly interesting.
You are soooooo lucky. Really.
Lucky! Donuts sound delicious!
When we were at the beach, my cousin Gabriel kept on kicking sand at me, then I'd get him back again and again. It was so much fun!
Oh, and your friends from Indiana say hi!
well now THAT is intresting...... can you send me some? please?
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