The beach itself was unpretentious, but the scenery was gorgeous: a row of green mountain faces to our right stretching out into the ocean, successively mistier, making me think of Scotland or Japan (neither of which I've seen in person) and just sun-dappled ocean ahead of us and to the left, with a smattering of sailboats on it. No doubt pictures will be forthcoming.
Oh, I should apologize in advance that not as many people are going to get postcards this time as usual, partly because it's been a very packed trip so far, and partly because I'm running out of notecards and I haven't gotten a chance to stop in any place that sells postcards I like. I might get a chance to fix this before the end of my visit here, but if not, it doesn't mean I'm not thinking of you.
So after the beach, we dropped off Hamlet at home (and I took a quick shower to get the salt and sand off), and then we went to Moshi Moshi Tei, a Japanese place with excellent food that's one of our standards.
Then, after a brief shopping trip, we dropped
You know, it's not really under serious consideration any more, but whenever I visit here it hits me that if I lived here I could hike or swim pretty much every day. Yes, even with a job, since
1Thou shalt not grind the leavings of the flesh of the swine with water and salt and sawdust, and call it spiced ham, and fry it and place it atop rice, wrapped in the leaves of the ocean: For it is an abomination. II Hormel 3:8-9