







The night was peaceful, except for the huge group of drunk teens having a rave down the beach a bit. They really only bothered us when they drove at our tent around 11pm. I was terrified they would run us over in their drunken (and who knows what else) stupor. The rest of the night, they flashed their lights and played their music. The next morning, cops came by asking for permits at 6am. My first reaction was irritation at the early wake-up, until I saw them writing out tickets to every one of those teens. Vindication. Sweet vindication.
We had a great morning--pancakes, a long run, and beautiful, clear water. We were even visited by the biggest sea turtle we've seen to date. We boogie boarded, played with Zac, and got a little sunburned despite massive applications of sunscreen.


I often define my week with my weekend. It was a good week.