It was the weekend. It was warm mid-afternoon. The beach called to us. But which beach was calling? We live within walking distance of a beach, but the beach call sounded distant so we decided to see for ourselves what Fort DeSoto was all about. Umm, well, there's a lot of beach there. And a lot of tourists. We saw plenty of Canadian license plates. Some people showed evidence of even going into the water. They had to have been Canadians! We sat close to the trees and out of the wind. We soaked up a healthy dose of vitamin D and decided our beach was just as pleasant and a whole lot closer.
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