Tangalooma
Tonight i talked to my friend Alex. I see Alex everyonce and awhile, and we talk every fwe weeks or so. 2 years ago me and him went on a trip to Australia and we immediatly bonded in LAX as we waited for our neverending flight. There was one place in the trip where we stayed for a few days called Tangalooma. And I happend to room with Alex. Those 3 days, had to be the most peaceful and relaxing of my life. Its located on a sand island (which means there is absolutely no soil...just sand) off the coast of Brisbane. There we just relaxed and did stuff like climb 100 foot dunes, feed dolphins, etc. But at night everyone would chill on the beach, and for the most part me and Alex and some other kids would just sit there barefoot in the sand and talk, looking out at the ocean and the sky. And when you wanted to have a deep talk or just some time with someone, youd walk down the beach and walk down the pier and sit on the edge of the pier. All you had to worry about the paranoia from the dolphins that reminded you of a Killer Dolphin episode of the Simpsons. There was no stress, there was no worries. There was just me and one of my best friends, appriciating every second of this relaxing life we were visiting. Every second. What i would do to go back. What i would do to duplicate that.