Noon rolled around and I waited a second for a hangover that never came. I decided to get out of bed. Not long after that Juan knocked on the door, he was going to the beach with everyone else, I said I'd join. I opted the barefoot approach, it was short walk anyway.
I turned the corner, stepped in sand and heard, "Hey Art's here, YAY!" I sat under a shade in the noonday sun. I ordered some chilaquiles and a mimosa. Later I rode a Sea-doo, then I sat and ate stuffed lobster while the sun set.
