On Sunday afternoon, I met some friends at a beach south of the city. It took me over a half hour to drive there. It was a beautiful hot, hot day.
The beach had volleyball courts but no nets. Some of my friends decided that they would fashion a net out of towels. I declined to help and instead watch this comedy of errors. Of course they didn't even consider they would not be able to see through the net. Just as they were about to finish, a wicked wind storm started and blew all their hard work away.
The wind caused the temperature dropped 14 C in about a half hour. Do you know what is not a pleasant feeling? Sand hitting you at 60+ km/h. Good thing I wore sunscreen so all the sand stuck to me. I don't think I have been so filthy since the week I pretended to bath when I was 4.
We abandoned the beach for BBQ at a friend's house. I was only at the beach for less than an hour. I spent more time in the car than at the beach.
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