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Dad turned off the air conditioner in the whale-sized Oldsmobile as we neared Sandbridge. The briny smells of the ocean wafted through the windows rousing my sisters and I from our sleep.  Though eleven hours in the same seat had exhausted me, the salty breeze swept away any discomfort that I had considered complaining about.
As we turned the corner at Sandfiddler Road, I saw my first glimpses of the ocean through the dunes and sea oats. Dad, havng seen the waters before, continued to plow his way down the sand-covered road at an excruciatingly slow pace searching for the beach house that would be our home for the next two weeks. I longed to jump from the car and run straight to the ocean, convinced it had been there waiting just for me.
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