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I am about to lose my top, but not my dignity |
Well it can't get much better. There is blue water here that surpasses any on the island. Our girls have frolicked all day. We just ordered pizza on the beach. I am not kidding. The waves are high and the sand is white. It was a long drive but its worth it. We found the locals' entrance to the beach so we could bring our chairs.
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Derek braving the Local's beach path. Orange Beach bag in hand |
The benefits of coming here with 2 young girls is that there is no problem finding someone with a bottle opener for our Banks. Banks beer does not have a twist off. You need one some call a "church key". Bridget had no problem getting the beers open. We probably should have some objection to this, but it is just true. Bridget and YuĆ¼ka have also charmed Ray Ray, the rum punch guy. He insisted on making this concoction for the girls.
I bought my one and only souvenir from a guy named Johnny Christmas. How could I not buy something from him. He altered a puka shell bracelet to fit my now chubby ankle. It is very stylish but I am afraid the charm will be lost once I put my Sorels back on.
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