Both. A cabin in the mountains for the peaceful isolation, the air that tastes like cake, the coziness of being surrounded by tall trees, the cover story for snuggling in front of the crackling fire for hours. For closing that door and being 'in'.
The beach for getting 'out'. The bashing of marching waves upon the shore reminding you of the forces of nature and the inevitability of these things beyond our control. Letting go (if the wind isn't slapping your face with your hair). Going between admiring the light reflecting on the glassy water *relaxed* to wondering who the hell is swimming with you unseen *jaws soundtrack*. Admiring the big 'sky blue' sky. Fighting with sand. Getting a magnesium high from skin contact with the rich ocean water. Somehow, in some ineffable way, it's like going home.
Fortunately there are places where the mountains meet the sea. The sunsets are ethereal.
Both. Mountains are beautiful, majestic, reminders of the raw, natural forces that formed this planet. I love to watch and be in mountainous areas and they often make the best scenery, in my humble opinion. Also the air and the smell feels much cleaner.
The sea is, however, also important to me. I grew up on an island and the sea provides fresh air, distinct smells and give a sense of "not being stuck". That there are options to get away. I'm not sure, but I do know that when I have lived inland and not been near an ocean for a longer period of time, I do miss it and rejoice when I go there again.
As the poster above said, fortunately there are places where mountains meet the sea.
Both, and forests as well. Deserts are great, too.
I love all kinds of landscapes. I haven't done any serious mountaineering in years, though. So if I actually had to puff my way up a proper mountain, I'd probably have a heart attack.
baitedcrow. Sounds like the perfect spot to exit the Earth
FlaviaGemina. YOU'd have the heart attack?! How about the guy in the wheelchair next door?
Lofoten was mentioned. Thats a place I have actually visited. Definetely adorable.
And to answer the original question, Id like to buy a cheap but reasonably comfortable grave in a mountain next to a lake. Maybe they could leave my head outside to ventilate my non-multiple thoughts post-mortem. Actually, gotta add that to the will. Leave the head outside. No one is getting a cent otherwise
ps. trashbin me If I will not strangulate some of the medics for not tuning up the settings of this breathing machine Im usin to deliver more oxygen to the last operational brainsector theres left, if theres any; I feel like unpomped pneumatic wheel of strollers with a triplesized sumo guy in it, rolling on rocks, uphill
Sea - there's something very relaxing, calming, liberating, and majestic about the expansive view of sky and water. I often go there in my mind to quite my thoughts and just be, and I feel so calm and powerful...invincible really.
The sea is nice, (I do like sailing), however, at the end of the day, I am more functional on land, solid ground - a bit more security than the beach has to offer:
Remind(s) of the time I were overseas - and slept on a boat for a few days. Rather relaxing; and cognitively inspirational - but ultimately, I am a [land] mammal.
I prefer (the solitude/secludedness of the mountains) the sounds of nature of the nearby inhabitants - more rocks to easily overturn than diving 50 feet, with the surrounding solitude/isolation of the (beach - crushing of waves / the occasional seabird). Aside from "swimming," (& I prefer not to swim everyday), I haven't much use for it beyond light entertainment / escapism a few times a year.
Fishing in nearby mountain lakes / rivers suffices. I grow tired of the "beach/sea" atmosphere (after a few days) - something rather draining + dreary about it after awhile. Something about earthiness/heartiness grounds me in a distinct way.