Zuma zoom zoom
Last weekend, we went to Zuma beach with my friends Nick and Kathy and their two daughters. Oddly enough, this was my first foray to the beach since I moved to Los Angeles. Having grown up down Cape Cod and always around the water, it never was that big a deal to me. It was a blast despite the 104 degree heat. Since when did California get humid? This is insanity. If I wanted mugginess, I'd have stayed in Boston where it can be 90 degrees and 80% humidity at noon and 80 degrees with 90% humidity at midnite. I like my heat dry dammit!
The undertow was really strong that day and I had a good time riding the waves on a boogie board. The waves in California are actually, you know, waves. East Coast beaches have waves
more akin to a little kid sticking his hand in a puddle and pushing the water. For some unknown reason, one of the lifeguard boats came in just a touch to far and got beached like a whale. There were about 10 people out there pushing it to no avail. It had to just sit there until the tide went back out. A touch emabarassing, I would think.
I found it funny that they had to tape off the beach so no one would go over and mock the lifeguard boat, I guess. I had visions of them running the yellow caution tape all the way up the coast so some dude in Oregon is quite confused as to what's going on.
One of my favorite games to play after a day at the beach is "guess where John applied sunscreen" as I had the oddest burn. Apparently the suncreen made it to my chest, but not the middle in between what pass as my pectorals. My stomach had no screen on it. So I had a burn on my stomch and going between my chest as well as tiny spots around my shoulder and temples. Thank God for Aloe.
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