Friday at the beach

Today was beach day. We rented a bus and made the two hour drive through the mountains to the beach. San Jose is nearly a mile above sea level so the temperature difference was big. It felt like Ohio the week before we left, hot and humid. The ride there was full of twists and turns taken at speeds which seemed physically impossible. Their idea of guard rails are sticks stuck in the ground connected by rusty barb-wire. I think I saw Matt kiss the ground when we finally arrived. We stopped along the way to look over a bridge at the croc's. We couldn't get any volunteers to go down to get good photos so my zoomed photos will have to do.