some beach

seventy percent of the world's population lives within a hundred miles of the ocean. that means most people are a couple hours' drive from the beach. forty-five percent of valencians (the city, not the region. the region can fuck itself) go to the beach once a month or more. even if you have to work all week, on saturday you just grab a towel and bus it down to the beach. even though their sand is kind of smelly and dirty, it works the same way all over the world: you lay down for an hour, then you get too hot so you get in the water, put more sunscreen on (unless you're brown or black, you lucky thing) and do it all again.

fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck i hate winter. even in seattle, where it's not so bad. best skiing on the continent, sure, great. but please let's be honest with ourselves. beaches are better than mountains. california is better than washington and everybody knows it. too many people in california? that's because it's great there! chicago, seriously, that's not a real beach, but way to make do with what you have.

my aunt sharon bought a plane ticket to tampa when she was my age and just didn't get on the plane home. she sent for her things and married a pilot. she's picked up a barely noticeable cuban accent from twenty-five years of teaching in florida schools.

in conclusion, i like the beach.

-phillip