We went out onto Interstate-1 the other day and even though they have a nice walking/bike road that runs parallel to the highway, the traffic scared the Hell out of us. And the heat index of 205+ dehydrated us really fast. So, no more of that for us.
My friend and his pals are just hanging around and waiting for the fishermen to come back tonight with their first catch.
Then it’s feast time for them. For me, I’ll be scouting the Tiki Bars for some fresh Lobster of my own.
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