Adventures

One of the (many) reasons I love AJ is that we can conduct phone conversations that go like this:

ME: Let's go to the beach!
BANANA: OK.

I should mention that it's 7:30 on a Tuesday evening
and the beach is 80km away.

And so we're away, pausing only briefly in our journey for me to lock my keys in the car at a motorway petrol pump (Laughs idiotically) Of course, I've got a spare ignition key in my bag (Looks wistfully through locked window at handbag sitting demurely on driver's seat), politely defer offers from assorted shady characters to break my windows and all hail the nice man from the road service.

The beach is beautiful at night. We walk along admiring the lights, disturbing strolling romantics with our deafening singing and squealing as the foaming water tickles our toes. As we settle ourselves on the sand to drink in the scene for a while, we realise that the party just up the beach from us are sitting under a beach umbrella in the pitch darkness : )