Just back from a weekend at Sunset Beach in North Carolina. We “roughed it”, staying in a one room log cabin. We had power and AC, but no indoor plumbing. It was a trek to the community restroom, although truth be told once the sun went down I peed where I pleased.

The small but functional inside. Jee Yeun brought along luxuries like a coffee maker and of course her rice cooker….

whenever I go to the ocean I’m reminded of those long ago days of youthful indiscretion. Like the time my buddies and I went down to Mexico, got drunk, and ran over a Mexican weatherman. How do I know he was a weatherman? When he stood up he shook his fist and yelled “sunny beaches!” Bada bing.
Anyway, it was a good time sitting around the campfire, drinking beer, and shooting the bull.