I thought of this song and this brief sequence from the Rowan Atkinson film as a whimsical and festive way to celebrate these last days of vacations of warm summer weather.
There is something about open beaches, no matter if by the sea or by the fresh waters inland, that seems inviting, save for times when Nature really is pounding the lands with rain and wind.
The sea especially always draws people. I'm not sure what that is, but there is something to me about returning to a shore that brings a feeling of home, and a sense of my real place in this existence---both as a finite person but also as a being who can, maybe for just a moment, glimpse the infinite.
It's also a good place to get wet.
I'm happy to live in a state where no beaches are off limits to the public. You never know who you'll meet, as this charming clip shows.