The Mediterranean.

The sand on the Valencia shores of the Mediterranean is like powdered sugar under your feet. When you strip off your shoes and run towards those waters you can taste the sweet sand under your feet. The sky spreads out before you and reaches down to whip waves of the deepest blue and spread them into a frothy icing in front of you. When you step breathless into the smooth water, you can feel the stars winking shyly to you as they peek down from a gradient night sky. Nothing can prepare you feet for the soft silk of that sand. Nothing can prepare our eyes for the penetrating horizon. And nothing, nothing, can prepare your soul for the heartbeat of the Mediterranean.