Easily the best was on holiday in Mexico (Cancun) in '99 where I went on an excursion to a private beach. As soon as we arrived we were encouraged to change into swimwear straight away. Being with a group of Americans, mostly, I was the only one who changed into swim briefs - as if I was bothered.
I had a decent stroll along the beach and then had a swim in the warm sea. I finished with a spell in a hammock with a cool drink. Idyllic!
Though having said that, I was unattached back then so it really would have been perfect if I'd gone with a girl.
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