In all of our summer travels, we never made it to the beach. This is very unlike us. So, today we made a quick day trek to Pismo. The girls kept saying "we don't want to go"? What!?! Who's kids are these? All we had to do was round the corner and see the water for them to warm up to the idea. As soon as we hit the beach, they got busy creating this sand man. Isn't he cute?
Being the good little pirates that they are, they gathered up all sorts of beach "treasures" and buried them here.
Triple "X" marks the spot. We try our best to keep it "G" rated around here, but when you've got three pirates, three "X's" are only natural.
The waves weren't all that great for surfing, but hey, when you drive all that way and don't get to go all that often, you take what you can get. So, Rob donned his wetsuit and made a beeline for the surf.
I snapped this picture of him just after a couple of tourists asked if they could take a picture with him. I watched from a distance as he posed with a lady who wanted a picture with a "real" California surfer, all the while laughing to myself and thinking of all the fun ways I could tease him. He's such a rock star. He can't help it.
When I finished said teasing, he told me he asked the lady where they were from expecting her to name some far off, exotic land, but instead her reply was "Bakersfield". I wonder if they were dissapointed to find out that their "real" California surfer lived in nearby Wasco?
What a fabulous and funny reminder of one of life's greatest surprises! People aren't always who we think they are and my stereotypes are often wrong. We got a great laugh out of it. I imagine they did too.
1 comment:
That is a very funny story. One for the books!
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