Oh, I am relieved to read posts where the first love is other than ocean! I am not alone. (Well, I knew I wasn't, because I have very happy neighbours, but I was starting to wonder on the forum.)
So, if there are some people whose first choice is land, green rolling hills, desert, etc, why is there a common assumption of ocean love? Is it just like how some people assume everyone else is heterosexual? Perhaps the assumption, when it's present, is really only a reflection of the writer's own orientation, and the leap is just unfortunate? I understand that humans require water, etc, but that doesn't mean being at the ocean or on a boat feels necessary or desirable or happy for every person or even most people.
I currently live in something between the desert and green rolling hills: semi-arid, and feet from a creek and a lake. I adore it, always have. I've also loved pure "green rolling hills". (Every time my son sees another photo of just that, he shows it to me excitedly, "Your favourite, Mummy!") I've lived in lots of different places in the world, and all of my favourites were land, most were green rolling hills. I once lived in a beautiful small city, a few blocks from the ocean...and visited it twice (and only because I knew I was "supposed to") in seven years, lol.
EricL, your post was trippy for me. You described perfectly both what I love in a desert and semi-arid climate, as well as so much of my personality.
If anyone knows of books or movies, fiction or non-fiction, where a character was desperate to get away from the ocean or a boat, I would love to hear!