Sunday. Wow! What a day. The Atlantic ocean is warm and the sand silky soft. I could have played in the waves all day. It was so zen. Eventually you just become one with the ocean–I get the zen of surfing. Not that we surfed. No time, we just body surfed in the waves. Kyran was the bravest (and tallest) and could venture pretty far out and still stand up to the waves. (Not to worry T–he was safe!)
I am so knackered from this trip thus far as it is go and never stop. No time to even pee. Just one adventure after another. I doubt we’ll even dip a toe in the hotel pools. We are out and
about 24/7. Cocoa Beach is a blast–all those 60’s flat roofed Bungalows and palm trees–straight out of “I Dream of Genie.”
about 24/7. Cocoa Beach is a blast–all those 60’s flat roofed Bungalows and palm trees–straight out of “I Dream of Genie.”
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