I met a boy. Boy moved. I visit. Mostly for the tan.
I've been to the ocean 5 times in my life. Cross my heart and kiss my elbow. I understand this is strange to a lot of you. Sure, I've been to the Eiffel Tower, danced years off my life in Buenos Aires, fished like a boss in Ontario, consulted a local village about poultry in Nicaragua... but the ocean?
Work all day and lounge by the ocean in the evening? sold.
To be fair, the ocean is completely overwhelming. As a newbie, I've been told I'm quite entertaining as well as dreadfully awkward. It is what it is. I'll own that.
This is just a simple case of rural gone urban gone beach bum.