I just want to say how disappointed I am for not getting to spend more time with you on vacation this year. I know it sucked for you even more. You had to ride all the way to North Carolina crammed in the trunk. I would probably flip-out if I had to ride fifteen hours in that heat with my wife's makeup bag sticking into my side. Then after all that, you only got to spend about thirty minutes in the ocean. I really don’t know what was worse, the 54 degree temperature of the water or the masses of jellyfish. If it weren’t for beach volleyball, I wouldn’t even have a tan right now.
That was nothing like last year. Remember that one day during high tide when the waves were 4 to 6 feet high and one right after the other? Yeah we had a great time on the beach last summer. Discounting the occasional wipeout, you and I were inseparable all week long. The weather was hot, the Atlantic was warm, and there wasn’t a jellyfish in sight.
Oh well Boogie, I guess there's always next year. Hopefully then we'll have the opportunity to renew our convivial friendship. Hopefully we'll thrive once again at high tide. Hopefully every jellyfish in the world will become extinct. Hopefully next year your labors won't be wasted as merely a "beach mat" for my sister-in-law to lay-out on. Just keep believing that the best times are yet to come.
Annually yours,
Nate
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