I'm not exactly what you'd call a beach bum, but on Sunday, it was so hot and sunny, the only thing I could think about was submerging myself in water. Really we could have just jumped in the canal right by our house, but I'm one of those sissies who has to be able to reach the bottom when I go for a swim. And so, instead, I talked Johan into going to the beach, where it turned out a quaint block party was waiting.
We wound up going for a swim in the kids' section, which I always seem to prefer. If there's a crowd, it's like I can better handle being surrounded by people who are smaller than me.