Re: Seaside memories
Rhyl, Llandudno, Aberystwyth, Clarach Bay and Towyn were towns we spent our week's holiday in when I was growing up, almost always in a caravan. Things that I remember from those days include:
Seeing the donkeys being brought onto the beach and choosing which one to ride on--all those I saw had their names on their bridles.
Eating fish and chips on the sea wall--they seemed to taste better at the seaside.
Building sand castles on the beach, digging big holes and trying to fill them with sea water.
Choosing postcards from those racks outside shops. Just the simple pleasure of reading the cheeky cartoon ones and not really understanding them when you were very young.
Your mom or dad holding a towel around you as you changed into swimming trunks on the beach.
Exploring rock pools to see what creatures were there and finding jellyfish on the beach.
Sitting at the edge of the beach and letting the sea lap around you.
The smell of sea salt and seaweed on the beach. The smell of candy floss, chips, burgers on the front.
The sounds of sea birds while you played on the beach and the warmth of the sand on your feet.
Playing the machines in the amusement arcades and women sitting at those bingo boards that lit up.
The excitement at your first glimpse of the sea as you got closer to your destination.
Going to the camp shop to get a paper for your dad early in the morning.
Playing with kids on the beach, knowing you would probably never see them again.
So many great memories......
Rhyl, Llandudno, Aberystwyth, Clarach Bay and Towyn were towns we spent our week's holiday in when I was growing up, almost always in a caravan. Things that I remember from those days include:
Seeing the donkeys being brought onto the beach and choosing which one to ride on--all those I saw had their names on their bridles.
Eating fish and chips on the sea wall--they seemed to taste better at the seaside.
Building sand castles on the beach, digging big holes and trying to fill them with sea water.
Choosing postcards from those racks outside shops. Just the simple pleasure of reading the cheeky cartoon ones and not really understanding them when you were very young.
Your mom or dad holding a towel around you as you changed into swimming trunks on the beach.
Exploring rock pools to see what creatures were there and finding jellyfish on the beach.
Sitting at the edge of the beach and letting the sea lap around you.
The smell of sea salt and seaweed on the beach. The smell of candy floss, chips, burgers on the front.
The sounds of sea birds while you played on the beach and the warmth of the sand on your feet.
Playing the machines in the amusement arcades and women sitting at those bingo boards that lit up.
The excitement at your first glimpse of the sea as you got closer to your destination.
Going to the camp shop to get a paper for your dad early in the morning.
Playing with kids on the beach, knowing you would probably never see them again.
So many great memories......
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