The best kind of party you can have on the Cape is a beach party. Some people have civic pride, but I am not completely sure I know what that means. My pride is along the shores. In the nature of a night. Warm smiles and soft faces echoing with the turning tides. Bonfires (though tonight there were none) and a time to remember. The "cottage" was more like a house and the beach was simply goreous under moonlight and the rising sun. There is still so much sand in my shoes and my little micro machine is stained with perfum of the sea...
PS: Did I mention that Julia was back, which is the single person who made tonight even happen, it was fantastic seeing her again! Hearts.