What are you doing when you visit a place for the first time? You are a stranger. Your only business there is to be there. You don't know the best spots for lunch or the best activities available, so you eat lunch at the first restaurant in the right price range and you do the things that other people seem to be enjoying. You walk around and you learn quickly. That's the fun of visiting a new place really: without prior information, you get the chance to apply your judgment and your whimsical fancies to a totally unfamiliar landscape and just see what happens.
In my case, when I visited the small town of Biarritz on the southern Atlantic coast of France, I spent most of my time walking up and down the beach. I found that was all I wanted. The ocean had been missing from my life more than I had thought, and to me, the feeling of the cool and salty breeze on my skin and the rhythmic sound of the waves was peace.
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