Ocupation: Journalist
Life: July 18, 1937 - February 20, 2005
Birthday: July 18
Death: February 20
My first feeling was a wild desire to drive a stake in the sand and claim the place for myself. The beach was white as salt, and cut off from the world by a ring of steep hills that faced the sea. We were on the edge of a large bay and the water was that clear, turquoise color that you get with a white sand bottom. I had never seen such a place. I wanted to take off all my clothes and never wear them again.
topic: Beach, Cutting, Color, White Sand, Turquoise