I'm enjoying my last depressing visit to the beach in Santa Barbara this morning. I leave for home in Ohio tomorrow morning. It is a place where people cover their bodies...even in the summer. I like it there!!!
I arrived at the beach with several things that would make me feel at home there.
I brought so many things that I needed a horse and buggy to take me to my spot where I could critique the beach babes and guys in action.
My place was set up and I began to scope the action of the under 30 something's.
What a sight to see from these eyes. Where do they get all that energy????
Beach volleyball is big here and I watched as the under 30 something's bounced around like they were on a trampoline and batted the white ball back and forth.
I just knew that the under 30 something females would surely lose their skimpy swim suits but they kept them on. Only by some higher power, I'm sure.
At the other end of the beach, many of the under 30 crowd were lifting surfboards high on their heads as they rushed to the water to catch a wave.
Don't these people ever walk anywhere?
Then, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted several other over 50 something's sitting under umbrella's, dressed in turtle neck cover-ups watching the under 30 something's too.
Could it be that we are reliving our youth as we watch all that energy run up and down the beach?
I never had a body like that or could play volley ball or surf..
I'm just the beach critic for the under 30 crowd of Santa Barbara.
Hey girl...watch where you are walking in those tall shoes!!! Does your Mother know that the bottom half of your swim suit is too small and stuck up your **##**??? Funny, I don't think she even saw me..... she sure kicked up a lot of sand with those tall shoes.
The over 50 something males watched as she sauntered by. Their heads were spinning around like Linda Blaire in that scary movie... They will need heart care soon because........
Here comes another one just like the other one!!!
Santa Barbara Beach Critic signing off.