February 11. Day 42. Morning has broken

The advantage of staying this close to the beach is that you don't have t lift your head off the pillow to see what the beach conditions are like.
It looked bloody beautiful as the sun rose.
I went to the loo. The dogs eyed me carefully trying to ascertain whether I would give in to the call of the pillow..
The voice of Lazy Susan wickedly suggested that it would still be beautiful on the beach in two hours.
The voice of Sensible Susan countered that it would be hotter and more populated in two hours. Also there is only a small window in which you can take sunrise photos.
A compromise was reached ... I would go back to bed after hitting the beach. Seemed fair. It was well worth the effort. It always is but that doesn't mean I won't have the fight next time and the time after. Victory is sweet, even if you are only defeating your own evil twin. Actually, defeating your own evil twin is especially sweet.