Beach Encounter
My car moves slowly down the winding road, the overhanging ficus trees looming overhead. This is the Beach road, the one I have used for years, the one I have bicycled, run, and driven down many, many times over the last decade. It looks different at night; the intermittent streetlights cast a yellow pall that is mostly blocked by the thickly leaved branches of the trees. My headlights illuminate the pavement ahead, and I see the sign…. “public beach Access”. My heart leaps with anticipation...