I've been going to Cape Cod in the summer since infancy, although it wasn't until 4 years ago when we acquired a permanent place. There is something about the smell, the Cape-air, the way people dress, the way I walk around in my flip flops barely hanging onto my feet. There is something so special about this place.
I found a bottle in the shallow beach waters from 1999. It's weathered and foggy, and completely beautiful.
On another note: I'm thinking of an important saying to get as my second tattoo.