We’re cheating tonight.
I loved being in the country. The back roads were great for running, and yes it sucks sometimes not having wifi and cell reception, but it’s so freeing. And they did have a computer and an actual telephone if some emergency were to arise.
But Anna wanted to be on the beach, so we’re on the beach. For one night. I made it very clear to her that it’s all I can afford. I don’t even know if I can afford this.
We are staying at the cheapest, crappiest motel on the beach. A couple blocks up, actually, but you know. Close enough. We can still hear the waves. I love the waves. And there is still salt in the air. I can’t get enough of this.
There is no coffee at this motel.
I’m not sure how this is going to work out in the morning without me stabbing someone with the pretty pink pocket knife that I bought Anna on the way here – the first thing she did with it, by the way, was slice open her finger. What am I going to do with her?!
Tomorrow night we’re staying on someone else’s couch. She lives about a mile from the beach, and works with the lady whose place we were at before. I like meeting these people. They’re all so sweet!
As promised, here’s the picture of me with a crab! It’s not my favourite picture of me, but that crab sure is gorgeous (and made for some good eatin!)!!!