Beach that is. The passing parade of American life in Summer is on display. Need some hash? Please come in. Tattoos, massage, trinkets, ice-cream, beer and a whole lot more are all on offer. A man,who thinks he’s my brother, comes too close and whispers that he would appreciate any spare dollars I might have. I walk on and covertly check that I still have my wallet and phone.
But it’s all good fun. Most of the people are families, couples and teen groups out for a good day in the sun. We have that ice-cream, skip the beer, purchase a nifty knitted unicorn beanie for our granddaughter and take in a pretty good street performance.
It’s better than Hollywood.