My first time at the beach was at Santa Monica last June 14 when my cousins (Kuyas Matthew, Ian, and Timmy, and Ate Alex) came to visit SoCal. It was very windy that day so I didn't get to enjoy the surf and sand and was just confined in my carseat with the view blocked by towels.
My second trip was waaay more fun for me. It was at Manhattan Beach over the 4th of July weekend. Just me, Mom, Dad, Ate Sam, and Tita Bebing. I got to enjoy the summer breeze and the smell of salt water.
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