Third person POV
Now going around the big coastal city, Russell and his friends marveled at its wonders. The coastal beaches had boardwalks, the streets were fairly organized and planned, and the buildings were in semi-Baroque and Renaissance styles of architecture, almost like the ones in Venice, Italy. The city had urban planning like the Boracay Island in the Philippines, but not too urbanized or as dense as Boracay because the space distribution was spread out across the city's jurisdiction. Kate-Raler also had well-known places like the country's oldest-running shops and restaurants, as well as some beach resorts along the white beaches of the coastal areas. At this point in time, the vehicles used in the city were animal-drawn and animal ones like horses. The roads and streets of the city was nice and paved, almost like the ones in Victorian England.
A bit later, the group arrived at a white beach area with a vacant area between establishments that offer dining and shopping for goods. The place was mildly busy at this hour, and most were tourists who wanted to swim in the waters and relax under the sun. Seeing that heightened their senses for fun time, and all of them got off after Russell parked his bus at that vacant area. Then, the group went to the beach.
"Wow! Waters and white sands!" exclaimed Rai while being very pumped up with excitement.
Ria felt the white sands were soft and a bit hot.
Adrian and Aren breathed in the fresh air that blew from the east.
Frannie, Jaria, and Azalea liked the waters and the sands under them.
Russell likes the place, and it reminded him of Boracay back in his previous life.
And so, they decided to relax there before eating a nice lunchtime later, putting down their light belongings and changing their traveling clothes into lighter ones that were suitable for swimming. But then, after taking off his outer business suit of his bus driver's uniform, Russell noticed that his uniform now smelled after over a year of constant use and smelled it, only for it smelled like a huge accumulation of external elements like sweat and foul air. "Ugh…it smells so, so flippin' bad!"