Brother has always loved the water. I could never understand why, as he (and I) are unable to swim. As soon as the weather starts to warm up, he follows me around asking if we could plan a trip with everyone to the beach or some lake.
This summer he got his wish.
We went to see the fireworks at Rye Playland; an amusement park, which is known for its beach, 100+ year old wooden roller coaster, and frequent fireworks displays. Overlooked by most, Playland also has an old boat house from which you can rent a rowboat or take a tour of the nearby Long Island Sound.
We didn’t choose to do either of these (I flatly refuse to set foot on any sort of boat) but we did spend some time gazing over the water. It was nice.