My favorite place to run away to. . .sand and sea, an old vintage ghost village, misty moisty mornings. Willard Espy was my favorite word-tickler in my youth. . .the bestest. . . .what he could teach you about the syllables rolling around your oral cavity!!! Very cool. . . Go to Willard's house, up to the tip of that funny thumb of Washington state and you will find Oysterville, waiting to meet and greet and send you off. . .because when everyone leaves. . . .well let's just say it gets spooky with all those lovely dead Espys. . . .
Or you could just read his book about Oysterville. . . .