After coughing in bed for days, I decided to finally get some fresh air. All summer long the beaches have been jam packed, no waves and it’s been a bit chilly- I found other things to do. Late Sunday afternoon was warm, sunny, the crowds gone, a perfect time to hit Malibu. I downed the Formula 44 and hoped for the best.
The SoCal Contractor caught some waves, Elle Bell had a sandy chat with the ducks and the salty, ocean air soothed my entire sore body. September 19th and it feels like July at the beach. Don’t tell anyone; I’m sneeking out early and going back today.
