Spring Break: Day Six: The Beach

April 6, 2007 10:22 AM

e finally made it down to the beach together. We hung out in the water for a long time. It was probably a little bit cooler than I would haved liked, but it was still very nice. We got out of the water after a while and sat on the beach. And that's when my sunburn started.

See, I'm opposed to wearing sunscreen. I'm Mexican, goddamnit, and my people have spent hundreds of years developing dark skin with the sole purpose of protecting us from the sun. I don't need the extra protection of stupid coconut-smelling, oily lotion. So, yes, I started getting a sunburn.

After sitting on the beach for a while, some of us decided to take a walk down the shore. Because the beach we were at was on a small penninsula, we decided that we could reach the end of the penninsula and it would be cool. So we walked. And walked. And walked. In the end, we estimated that we walked about one and a half miles before reaching the tip of the penninsula. It was pretty cool down there, though, and we saw a pelican relatively up close. Then we turned around, got back to our basecamp, and I got back in the water. The water was pretty nice, and it was hard to get out of it and leave.

And my sunburn just got worse and worse.

We came back to the house, hung out in the pool (which was really nice and warm) for a while, and then got ready to cook our most ridiculous meal yet: eight pounds of chicken in kabob form together with cherry tomato and mushroom skewers and baked potatoes. There were initially some fears that we wouldn't be able to eat all the food, but, in the end, we ate all the food and then some--we also had cake. It was the best meal we've made so far, in my opinion.

Eventually, Yvette and her friend Lindsay showed up from West Palm Beach, and we all hung out in the beach, did a little drinking, talked about stuff, and just hung out. It was really nice. L-Dawg got ridiculously drunk.

PH, Vice, Yvette, and Lindsay eventually wanted to go to bed, so the rest of us headed back down to "the dock." We were only down there for about an hour or so before coming back to the house and trying to be quiet. I say "trying" because we failed miserably. And by "we," I mean "L-Dawg," who apparently objects to warm water, so he tried to get ice out of our ice dispenser, a failing and noisy proposition. Then he stumbled around and knocked some dishes around. Eventually, we quieted him down, somewhat.

Yvette and Lindsay slept on our giant sectional couch, which meant that I had to sleep on the floor in the boys' room. That was fine with me. At one point, L-Dawg came into our room while waiting for X-tina to finish whatever she was doing in the bathroom. The funniest five minutes

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