On the Beach
March 18, 2008
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Our lanai opened onto a lawn by the pool and only a few
yards from the sea wall, and because of that it somehow didn't
feel wrong to us to wander out there onto the beach in our
pajamas each morning, sipping our coffee.
No word on whether
those around us, who had to watch us in our pajamas, thought
there was anything wrong with it.
The resort was full of Canadians enjoying the exchange rate,
and the sea was full of whales
-- their backs cresting out of the water,
or their tails flapping, or sometimes even breaching. On our last
morning there, we saw two whales breach together. It was really
amazing, and it will be difficult to look earnest next time I'm out at
Bodega Head and the whale-watching docents tell us that one came
by last Tuesday morning.
Steve and I even got a chance to hear the whales: on Wednesday
we tried out scuba diving, and down in the calm waters out past
the surf, we could hear the whale song underwater. Pretty cool.