Playing in the Black Sea's waves as a child is one of my favourite memories.
There was almost always in summer times a sunny and little windy weather, the fine sand of the beach and the waves of approx half a meter or maybe even bigger, giving the impression that the whole body of water is alive, and a crowd sunbathing and playing in the waves, seagulls squawking, mixing all these with that specific smell of the sea, of algae and fish and salt, all these may give with an effort of imaginaiton the picture of my memory.