Mr Him made plans. He got us on a bus, he got us off a bus, he got us on a connecting bus and he got us lost. The clue to the depths of our lostness hit us when the bus driver said 'finished, finished.' He turned off the engine and shooed us off.
We walked down to the sea and headed left. It could only be a 10 minute walk. How wrong we were. 6 hours later and hot we arrived at Hard Rock.
|We stopped for Seaside drinkery. Mine is a fresh papaya juice. Unsweetened. So refreshing|
|Sea pattern in the sand.|