By the beach
I'm really fond of my hometown, although I no longer live there. Me and my family shifted four years ago, because property in the countryside is so much more affordable, and in doing so, we could live mortgage free.
We lived in a small beachside suburb, about 40 minutes by train from Melbourne's CBD. I mention the beach, but I actually wasn't much of a beach person. For one thing, I couldn't swim. During lessons I'd always panic in the pool, and I was so relieved to be out.
The night before we left, I did have a special night down at the beach, however. While my parents were sleeping, me and my brother snuck out of the house and walked down to the beach and just relaxed there for a while. Usually I find the beach somewhat boring, but at night - midnight no less - with hardly anyone else around to disturb us, it was a special night that I'll always remember.
For the most part we relaxed against the sand, but eventually we stood and kicked out heels against the surf.
Walking back was surreal, surrounded by buildings we knew so well, but everything deathly silent, except for our voices. Our parents were still asleep when we arrived home.