|Long-legged South American sea bird. At the beach! Just like me!|
So once a year is the perfect amount of beach for me nowadays. And we're 10 1/2 months into 2013 and I hadn't yet gone. And I'm in the middle of a two-night visit to beach town on the Atlantic Coast of Uruguay. Well, I guess today is the day.
|Take a walk a few blocks down Avenida Apolo|
|Maybe I could take the boat out to La Isla De La Tuna, about 100 feet off shore|
|The boat scene doesn't look quite so post-apocalyptic when you focus on the boat|
|The beach is curved. Just like Copacabana in Rio!|
|Here's where I stowed my surfboard. Well. Would've. If I had a surfboard. And knew how to surf.|
|Walking the beach|
|So many restrictions, man|
So I kept on walking. I maybe about three-quarters down the length of the beach. Then I hit this sign.
So I walk back to the center of the beach and lay down. And think of St. Etienne songs.
So what did I wear to the beach, you may ask. This not being Brazil, I can post the picture I took in my beach attire. I'm guessing this is the first time a Minnesota Twins cap hit the beach in La Paloma.
|I'm too sexy for my shirt / Too sexy for my shirt / So sexy but I'm still leaving it on|