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Okay. It's Friday. Afternoon. It's pretty close to one thosand degrees (you choose - either celsius or fahrenheit). We're on Boca Grande Beach - about 30 miles outside Port Charlotte, or if you will, about 30 minutes away. The water (Gulf of Mexico) is about 30 degrees celsius. AND THERE IS NO ONE HERE!!
Not one teenager skipping school to go for a dip and drink beer on the beach. Not one family with their umbrella's parked in the sand, and chilfren digging in the sand. There are two couples - obvously from their accent they are from New York (why do they have to yell-speak to each other? They're sitting side by each.), and there is a mom with her two little girls. She's taking pictures of them frolicking in the surf. Oh. There's the hubby - he was dragging the cooler, the chairs, towels and umbrella - I can hear what HE is thinking!
It is truly off season right now. Quite peaceful. Warm ocean breeze. Sitting under a gazebo drinking Michelob Lights (hoh!), watching and listening to the waves come in.
Our driveways are as clean as my Gramma's place. We are ready to go.
We are coming home.
Just gonna visit the King at Graceland and the Rock 'N Roll Hall of Fame first.
See you when we get back.
Hugs,
M