|Belleayre Beach in Pine Hill. There's an eagle in there.|
The beach was Kingston Point along the Hudson, which is very pretty, but it was not a "beach" by my definition.
And I remember myself complaining. "This is not a beach," not looking at the beauty around me. "I can see the other side."
The other side was also beautiful. But I don't think I saw it then.
The Earth had to go around the sun some more times before I eventually did.