or this:
and I wonder how happy could I be without that gorgeous, calm, clear Caribbean blue-green-turquoise water? The Cabo surf is so rough people don't go in it for fear of drowning. It'd be different if I was into sports fishing. And no doubt we'd have great fish and seafood there. Still, the part of vacation that calls to me is looking out on magnificent views... standing neck deep in water and still seeing down to my toes... seeing the pretty fishies congregate... After trips to St. Lucia and Jamaica and Playa del Carmen and Puerto Rico and Cozumel and Nassau, how can I settle for frothy, dark crashing waves?
Heck the state I live in has a coastline. Doesn't mean I want to look at it.
Spoiled, that's what I am.
I know I'm incredibly fortunate, too.
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