rudy jude

Barely a week had past since my last beach trip when I whimsically contacted my friend, asking her if she wanted to join my mission to pick up some pants two hours away. This excursion would conjoin shopping and sailing the coast’s rocks and oh, was it delightful to hear her say she was in on it.

I gathered a small bag, picked up some bagel sandwiches, and we headed east.

Our ride out was jittery and carb filled and swamped with a magnificent catch up, as I haven’t seen my friend in a great deal of time, and it was comfortable.

When we arrived, we trekked softly through the streets until we reached a sign that answered by the name of “Essex”. How beautiful, I told her, and we continued.

After capturing my goods and attending a wholesome outing, we greeted the ocean with hearts so full.

We didn’t stay too long, but before kissing the sand goodnight we enjoyed a slow sunset previous to heading out for dinner.

A joyous day.

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