Almost 20 years ago now, my friends and I rented a house near there. It was 15 of us. Half were already married, half single. Spouses were in attendance. It was a great trip. But the day I remember most was the day we spent just goofing off on the beach near there. We were all approaching 30 but that day we acted like kids, swam in the surf, laid on the sand in a beautiful place. We’d all started careers but none had started their families yet. Today we all have kids and are busy. That day and that place will always be one of the last carefree times before life takes over.