Francesca’s folks built a beach house on Monterey Bay forty years ago. We spent a few days getting to know this special place. Of course, the Pacific Ocean is too cold to swim in but the beach is perfect for long walks. We could see dolphin and seals swimming offshore almost everyday.
NEVER FALL ON A ROTTEN TUNA
Strolling down the beach at sunset, Francesca invited me to sit next to her on a little log. When I squatted down I lost my balance fallin backwards into the sand. It barely covered a large rotting tuna and immediately the fish and I smelled the same. My wife and dog wouldn’t come near me until I had cleaned up twice.
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