ONE DAY AT THE BEACH!!!

It was another sunny day in South Beach, Miami,

the sky is blue, the sand is hot and the sun is burning my skin,

Annette and I had been hoping for a beach day like this...

I whipped out my digital camera as soon as the eyes spotted the shore. The smell of sunblock engulfed my senses and I am suddenly brought back to the present...

As I walked over, closer to the shore, I was reminded of how my childhood days at the beaches in my beautiful Puerto Rico had been taken for granted...

In one swift motion, I snapped dozens of memories, both in my camera and in my mind...

I found the people responsible for renting the blue umbrellas and the beach chairs and quickly reversed my spot.

A perfect spot it was indeed. The sun was hitting my face intensely, and for a quick moment,thought my day would have to be cut short because my skin is not used to this kind of exposure anymore...

In the distance, I see a waverunner. It reminds me of Corcega. (Rincon, Puerto Rico) My parents bought me one for my 15th birthday and it was my sole form of entertainment for many a weekends.

Curiously looking around, I noticed this emanciated young lady. Is she yet another victim of the atrocious eating disorder epidemic consuming today's youth? I was once there, we were all once there...

Now we go from one extreme to the next! A couple of spot down from my comadre is this thong! How dare she wear this with dimples like THAT?

After an hour or so of tanning, I see a girl taking off her top and I realize that topless tanning is tolerated in South Breast, I mean IN SOUTH BEACH Miami.

But nobody said anything about bottomless tanning. YIKES! Put some clothes on woman!!!

Then after I noticed only one person topless tanning, suddenly its infectious. Everyone was doing it. They simply broke the ice.

Now my question is, what was Star Jones doing in South Beach Miami?

Suddenly, many more people started showing up and my camera never stopped. It had kind of taken a life of its own!

Annette and I laid on the beach chairs like pros. After being in the water and body surfing for what like seemed like an eternity, we crawled back to our beach chairs, exhausted from being in the water due to the lack of exercise, and we napped for a bit.

We asked a person sitting nearby to snap some pictures of us. It was kind of weird being at the other side of the lenses for the first time during the whole day...

In what seemed like a fictional sequence of events, the skies turned gray, filled with saturated thick black clouds that threatened to take away our beautiful memories of this gorgeous afternoon.
From far away, we'd seen the warning signs of a brewing storm, yet we stayed put and thought nothing of it. When the rain actually reached us, big surprise, and the beach emptied in record time. You'd thought a tsunami warning had been issued. People looked like they were running for their lives, and with good reasons. The rain was so thick it felt like hail when it hit the back of my ears as I sat guarding our belongings while Annette made her way back to me since she's wondered off into another area of the beach. When I saw her, we ran and ran and ran. We looked like shit afterwards, but we put ourselves together and rewarded our suffering with some Wet Willies...


The variety was inmense. Thankfully, they gave you itty bitty samples for you to try. I decided on Margarita although I'd heard from a very reliable source that Bahama Mama was the best choice. I, stubborn as I am and always will be, still chose the Margarita...
The skies turned sunny again and el Nino decided to go somewhere else to play...
People watching was definetly the funnest part of this beach day. This Lambourgini Murcielago was driving in front of Wet Willies spot. I just had to take a picture so I could stop staring...
I bet Annette must have been drooling when she seen all the motorcycles around Miami. She's just been dying for one...

Check out the two butt grabbers I caught!!! The one below was a much avid grabber, he was searching for coal...