When I was a young kid, my family would spent a lot of time in Florida. We’d stay near the coast, and I couldn’t get enough of the sand and surf. I remember sneaking out one night by myself, when I was probably not even 10 years old, and taking a midnight stroll down the beach. Had it completely to myself. Just the smell of the ocean, sand between my toes, and warm water lapping over my feet. I’ll never get tired of the ocean.