One step, that is all it is to be in an entirely different ocean. I step over the stop exactly where the ocean and sand meet. The waves tickle along my toes as I stride past the incoming waves. The soft ocean sprays across my face. The water enveloped around my skin numbing my shins as I wade further into the unknown. The Pacific Ocean is just like the Atlantic Ocean but what it feels to me is much different. I am a whole world away from my home. I have crossed the entire country. The mysterious majesty of the world around me could not be captured in my mind as I floated in the rippling water. The ocean boring and austere ocean was not fascinating to me. The beauty and dangers of the world were suddenly present as a gentle wind brushed to the shore. The warp of the golden light against the turquoise waves showed that no description could truly capture the beauty and mystery of the world. The water of a different ocean flooded my mind with knew thoughts and instances I never dreamed about.