My short-lived nap
So I thought, I could use some time by the sea. I flagged a taxi with two cans of beer in tow. After a longish ride I got off and walked to an unoccupied patch of sand. It was 3am but there were still people around. I sat down and stared at the sea for a while, Then I opened a can of beer and gulped most of it down. it tasted awful. No matter how many times I try, alcohol just tastes awful to me.
I thought to lie down and sleep till sunrise, So I put my bag on the sand, laid my head on it and closed my eyes, ready to succumb to the sounds of the waves. Within 10 seconds a gale force wind started up. I got sand in my face and mouth and leftover beer. It was a freaking sandstorm. The trees were sweeping and bending. "Fine," i said, and took myself to the nearby cafe just as it started raining. The wind swept through the area and it got too chilly. Finally I decided I ought to be in bed, the most comfortable of sleeping places. So shivering and a little light headed, I walked back to the main road, stiff like an electrocuted fox.
Moral of the story: I need a thick windbreaker hoodie.
When I get a proper hoodie.