The beach was beautiful, the sand was very white. It was very shell-y and painful down most of the beach, but once you hit the water it became a very very fine powder and perfect for walking barefoot. The water actually felt warmer than the air outside, I could definitely get used to that! There were diving pelicans and spiky shells with animals still living in them and talks about sharks. Although I feel the talk of sharks was more a ploy of the older make us "New F'n Gs" paranoid.
After playing beach volleyball with some random douchebag, all there was left to do was drink my six pack of orange soda, watch my ridiculous farmers tan become a little less ridiculous, watch the sunset and stay for the fireworks at 9pm and call it a day.
Good times.
