Escape from Reality

Responses such as naturalness, unspoilt landscape, relaxing view are rated highly when people stated what they liked about the beach.

Don DeLillo’s novel White Noise is an example of what happens to people when they are unable to embrace their free will and fail to give their lives enough meaning to override the notion that death is inevitable. Existentialism maintains that a person’s authentic existence is made meaningful through their own choices; however, when a person focuses on their anxiety or existential dread, they develop a fixation on their own death that immobilizes them in their quest for a meaningful life. While many people are aware of their own death and may fear it, most do not to the extent that DeLillo’s protagonist Jack and his wife Babette do, employing coping mechanisms to avert their

Every summer,my family has the tradition of going down to Wildwood Beach for a week . Wildwood is like home to me. There I have countless memories such as riding a huge 12 person bike, ordering zeppoles for breakfast and getting the icecream truck at midnight every year. The beach is where we all saw my baby cousin's first steps and where I went on walks during sunset with my papa before he passed. Every year we all count down the days to be down there, all together, to make even more memories. The beach represents me in so many ways . I love the feeling of the sand on my feet and the calmness I get being

One can agree that during the day, the beach can be a noisy place: music, kids, and talkative individuals can all make a difference in the pleasantness of your beach day. During the day in the Bahamas it is quite loud due to the numerous tourists in the area who want to party and have a good time, but at dusk, it stops. Little by little the beach gets less populated with clamorous people and feels more like your own oasis. You begin to hone in on the sounds: the rave music is now more calming; it is maybe playing reggae or something else soothing. The seagulls seem to chirp less, and you are suddenly all alone. As you walk down the beach waiting for the sun to set you feel the softness of the sand, and look back to see how your feet have been molded to become one with the beach. When the sun sets and the sky radiates comforting colors, you begin to feel different: the beach resonates the warmth of the sky through your feet, up into your heart. You look around and see the landscape of the beach has been made lively by the colors of the sky. The rocks blush from the sky’s red tint, and the palm trees look to be slow dancing in the warming breeze. Your body is captured by good feelings and is hypnotized by the sunset’s effect on this beach. There is still one last element to the whole picture

This love for water deepened as our family sojourned from one Naval base to another. Before my eighteenth birthday, I had dipped my toes in the waves at least eleven beaches, from the island of Saipan to the Outer Banks of North Carolina. This mobile childhood sparked a lifelong passion to travel the world, seeking the natural beauty of God’s magnificent creation. Water covers nearly three-quarters of the earth, therefore the opportunities to nourish my soul are more than abundant.

The way the water ripples in the ocean is a beautiful sight. I have always enjoyed sitting under a pleasant shade, to allow my mind to relax while I fix my eyes to the ocean view. Who does not love the appearance of the dazzling ocean?

It may sound like a slight cliché but this is an experience that you will truly never forget, as you feel such unity with nature and this cannot be explained until you have witnessed it yourself. You start to think “maybe this is how life should be lived?” A life without worries, responsibilities or stress, a life that is to be lived out how you want, without any authoritative figure forcing you how to live, presenting you with an immense urge to just leave the dull and dark cruel society that we are faced with everyday to go and discover the kind of rare tranquillity that can be found in an such an incredible place unfound and unscathed by the greed of man. The crystal clear sea, the incredible exotic creatures and the peaceful life style of the Caribbean is what makes it so remarkable.

If we bemoan the loss of light as the day changes to night we miss the sunset. In her memoirs Refuge, Terry Tempest Williams relates the circumstances surrounding the 1982 rise in the Great Salt Lake as well as her mother’s death from cancer. Throughout the book Williams gets so caught up in preventing her mother’s death that she risks missing the sunset of her mother’s life. However the Sevier-Fremont’s adaptability to changes in nature inspires Terry Tempest Williams to re-evaluate her response to changes in her life.

I see the playful dolphins jumping in and out of the shining water And the reef, home to exuberant varieties of beings, Safe from the marauders of the sea. The seagull screeches and plunges into the water, Carrying its victim in its beak as it resurfaces. I look deeper into the salty water that stings my eyes,

My family used to visit there once a year for about a week in the summer. We would go camping and spend the majority of our time frequenting the beach. Back then I was tiny, but even now I know I would be overwhelmed by the vast space of the sky opened up over me, blue and deep in a reflection of the water below it. I would try with all my might to run through the grainy, hot sand scraping away at the bottoms of my burning feet onto cooler ground, where cool ocean water counteracted the sun’s hot touch. Even as a little girl, the beach wasn’t just a place

This is one of the biggest factors that draw me back to this place every year. I was not fully aware why I was so attracted to this place, other than it was a fun experience when I was there. Now I understand better, the restorative effect of the natural environment. Stress recovery theory and attention restoration theory are the two most important theories that are related to restorative environments. Stress recovery theory says that when the natural environment is structurally complex and interesting, it can quickly invoke a positive response to it reducing levels of fear and therefore reducing stress. the Saco does just this, immediately when I enter the area of the Saco river I feel awe and a sense of equilibrium by the environment surrounding me. As explained by perceptual fluency, when I visit the Saco river, there are usually lots of people around and without the presence of these people I think that this place would seem scarier and probably stress inducing rather than stress reducing, but because this is not the case it makes me feel safer. The environment is also very repetitive, trees, sand banks, and the river, which makes it more familiar in turn also making me feel safer. The familiarity and safe feeling that the place offers are very comforting and can therefore reduces stress levels. Attention restoration also plays a part in the reason I am attracted to

I stretched my arms out and looked up and down the beach. Although I lived in Waikiki for years, it'd been far too long since I took a vacation, let alone the beach, since I'm dealing with neverending piles of school assignments and activities. As I strolled along the coastline I can feel the soft smooth sand beneath my feet. I was taken in by the soothing atmosphere that encircled me. I closed my eyes, letting myself absorb the blistering rays of the sun on a scorching summer day. The beach was oddly quiet for this time of that year, only a handful of people sunbathing. I didn't mind, I was going to enjoy myself.

This unbelievable area is my favorite place to be. I can go and get out of the big, bad world. It is when I can be myself, also where no one can bother me. This place is my pond, it has been here ever since I can remember, and the pond is a dark, green color when the sun is not hitting it. When the sun does hit the water, it changes to a lighter color in some spots. This pond has been the place to go, when I am feeling excited, sad, or agitated. The pond has always been there for me. That pond is not just a place to catch fish, it is my second home, my childhood, and my safe place.

                This destination is such an important place to Oregonians because its such a magical place. It transports you into a different dimension where there are no other places like it. You cannot be one the beach without a smile on your face, it's near impossible to be in a gloomy mood when there. Mainly magical because you can escape there with family and friends with many opportunities to try to experience new or traditional things. Like having a fire on a beach roasting s’mores with family and friends, or trying weird sea creature at a restaurant.

The place where I feel most comfortable is a place where I am calm. A place that is peaceful in its own ways. It is the place to go to get away from all my troubles. It is the one place where I could sit forever, and never get tired of just staring into the deepest blue I have ever seen. It is the place where I can sit and think the best. A place where nothing matters but what is in that little moment. The one place capable of sending my senses into an overload. This place is the ocean.