The sand felt smoking hot against my feet. The coast was as soft as my pillow hugging me in the morning. The lifeguards put out the flags to tell swimmers where to swim. The smell of the sea water was overwhelming and the waves were crashing loudly. The grass was as cosy and soft as a teddy bear. White clouds streaked across the sky, moving slowly like a sloth in a jungle. People of all ages were diving through waves, boogie boarding and even surfing. There were some people playing beach cricket.
Wooleys bay was mind blowing and lively sight.
