The beach is a place where people come to enjoy the ocean view and to relax in the sand. When I arrived to the pattaya beach. I’m so excited, rushing out from the vehicle. The first thing I know is I feel fresh, relaxed. The beautiful, sun set slowly over me, bringing a gleaming light to the beautiful sand and sea. Its glittering, golden rays of heat warm me from the cool coast breeze which hits my face. The air smelled of salt and sea spray. I heard the sea gulls calling in the distance. It was a bright, warm, and sunny day and the water looked cool and inviting. While I walking along at the endless white beach. The sand touch between my fingers and toes Feel the hot gritty sand beneath your feet, Little kids like to make sand castles. The sand is like touching sugar. It is very grainy, but don`t taste it! Sugar and sand aren’t exactly alike. During my walks I've stepped on one thing. After that, I bend down. It appears that what I tread on it is a starfish. I have arrested starfish: it is quite soft. I see it under the sand. I think it is waves swash come to the beach. And then I catch it to the sea and see the sun was to the sunset, You can also look at the ocean’s view and watch the surfers surf on the waves. The waves lapped against the shoreline creating an intricate pattern along the smooth sand. The gulls flying. The sand pipers hopping along. Watching kids run, build their dream castles, playing happily along the shore and lots of other things to have fun. The puffy clouds floated over the blue skies; some shaped like castles or mountains and others looking like white silky sheep. The sky is red color is very beautiful but I feel lonely, depressed. The smell of the sea. Now I admit sometimes it does get fishy but what's wrong with that really? It’s natural. However, my favorite smell is that of sun lotion. The sound of the surf. And it has so many sounds the soft lulling roll of small waves as they come to the shore in little crashes. Or the large waves that roll in, moving anything and everything in their path. The feel of the sand under my toes. Weather is walking slowly towards the endless sea, I cross the beautiful, golden sand. It sticks to my feet, leaving deep, round footprints engraved in it as I step which are soon washed away by the water. by the moist sand and sinking slightly into the ground. Or hopping across the hot sand when walking home
When I arrived at my home, so hurry take a bath. And sleep with fatigue.