When I was six my family moved to a sleepy little town on Cape Cod called, Osterville. My father was a runner and while he was on a run he found this little beach, it's between two huge seaside mansions. On cape cod you aren't allowed to walk on the beach that is in front of peoples houses. As it's their private beach. So, you have a town way to the water.
My father called this little beach, ''millionaire beach'' because of the mansions that are on either side of it.
I have the best memories going there as a kid with him and my sister. I showed my husband this little beach last time I was on the cape with him and its was just odd. Because it still looks the same as it did when I was a little girl. To me this is my slice of heaven. I hope next month I can go to the cape again with my husband and spend some time at this little beach.
I couldnt find a photo of it on google photos. So, I had to so a screen shot from google earth.