  While walking on the beach at 1a.m. one tends to notice many things: Many people are sleeping, others are still cruising on the strip. Some groups of people are playing on the beach, couples are walking down the beach, some people are playing in the water, a random man has a metal detector searching for a treasure that was lost by someone during the day.
People with flashlights are looking for creatures that have come up from the sand or have been washed in from the waves. The wind is blowing lightly the salt is in the air. The waves are crashing, the water moving and then retreating back into the sea. The foam bubbles left popping wondering why they have been left behind. A sea gull makes a noise and dips down for an interesting treat. You look out into the sea a little ways out you see the water rippling toward the shore, further out it gets darker and darker, you feel as though you are floating threw space.
You hear the noises of kids laughing in the distance, you look to the north and see a line of hotels and lights and a few people playing in the water and on the beach, then you look to the south and see more hotels and lights and a few people walking, you see pier 14 disappearing into the darkness. You hear the waves swooshing the bubbles of foam popping. The water rushes around your feet and as it leaves you have the feeling you are sinking as the water takes away the sand around your feet. 
