Beach morning

Today being about as perfect as a day can get, we decided to do breakfast on the beach. 

Coffee in one travel mug, tea in the other, some tangerines, and we were out the door. First stop was a bakery for some truly decadent pastries, then to the beach, where by some miracle, we snagged a parking spot not too far away from the walkway. Still, it was only 10:30 and the true beachgoers hadn't arrived yet. 

We set up camp and watched the world around us. 

A sweet scene of a helpful big brother. 

A family arrived with three kids, three balloons, and what I thought could only be impending disaster. I mean, who brings balloons to the beach?

Turned out, the balloons had been intended for the stratosphere. The kids lined up, had their picture taken, and then released them to the sky. Perhaps a farewell to someone?

And is there no escape anywhere?

I wasn't too sure what this was all about - a bachelorette party? A sorority event?  Whatever it was, it looked pretty fancy, what with their froo-froo  matching pink umbrellas. 

They even had a signboard up, but I didn't trek over to read it. 

And then there were these clueless folks-

You had to walk right by this sign to get to the beach:. 

And, in fact, I was standing next to this sign when we left, and two women, each with a dog, walked by me and onto the beach. 

                       People.