Viola.

And asked, recovering quickly, "What? You said weird twice? Why on earth? I thought for sure you would like the seashore-the crashing waves, the salty breeze. Come on, give it a shot; what's not to love?"

I nodded emphatically and walked in slow circles.

Rechecking the place from every angle, the sand shifting under my feet.

And said thoughtfully, "Exactly my point! But have you ever even heard about a picnic on the... straight-up sand?

Or setting up a camp right on the edge of ...