That Time I Went to Walnut Beach and Returned Looking Like a Patriotic Popsicle with an Additional Layer of Green

I finally (we finally) got a beach day. It was beautiful. No humidity. Blue skies. Bands by Charles Island. High tides. Rafts. Lunch, and Kayaks. 

I couldn't ask for a better way to spend an entire Saturday, except I was home by 6:30, fed, and ready for bed - which meant I actually sat still in front of the television without any plans in front of me. That never happens. I almost didn't know what to do.

I also got to try my best to pull the Walnut Beach crew to the concert venue on my green kayak. I failed. There was no way I was going to get six or seven free-riders on Leo's giant island float out to the bands. I tried. The sun shone upon me, and Hendrik was like, "CRANDALL, NO!" I could only keep us from floating to shore.

The water was highly refreshing, too, as the sand got hot rather quickly. Funny, though, as I split from the crew and rowed by myself (and without the weight of a mall behind me) I went up and down the beach to see few people on the shoreline. There weren't many of us enjoying the day (well, there were on the boats, kayaks, and paddle boards that surrounded the floating stage)

Today is supposed to be overcast, humid, rainy, and miserable. I told Chitunga, though, I want to eat something really good. I need a good meal at a restaurant - we'll see if he bites. He did. Lunch is on the radar.

And I'm thankful for Kaitlyn's hat. At one point I said, "Y'all, I can't do this heat any more" (I was facing the sun at the time, and Kaitlyn gave me her hat. It worked, but I looked stupid. At least I had the sun out of my eyes for a while.

We lasted almost six hours on the beach, which is good because the sun did beat down. It felt good to take a day off from the grind and to live, a little, like normal people do. Fritos. a few beers. Pre-made sandwiches.

I also got to watch many hours of Olympic coverage at night, which was fine with me. I'm totally exhausted from summer work (just two more weeks left). Woot Woot. 

I really do love a beach life.