At the end of day, the umbrellas close, and stand ready to brave tomorrow. The Sunday Traveler has heard stories of this being the very same scene in early morning as well, but has never witnessed it personally. Maybe on the trip coming in a few weeks. The Sunday Traveler almost always promises herself she will rise before the sun to take inspiring early morning photos when traveling to Hawaii. Promises are meant to be broken. Preferred are daytime photos, shooting photos at what is said to be the worst time of day (photographically)…noon, and afternoon in glaring sun. And then there is the wonderful evening time. Yes, that’s the ticket.
And now for just a bit of humor, if I may
A few years ago, the Sunday Traveler sent to fetch a cold drink for the husband, went to the snack bar on the beach, passing this life guard post that I didn’t notice. A rather disheveled homeless-looking man sitting in the shade with his bags of belongings was repeating, rather loudly, what I heard “to be”, in various intonations, as if trying to decide the best way to say it for his part in a play. I returned with drink in hand to the husband saying how impressed I was with this gentleman quoting Shakespeare. My husband wandered over later, returned and told me to go take a photo of the life guard station. Oh.
And so it goes in the world of travel.