Pictorial evidence of my trip.
auntie lisa's house with oak trees
dolphin from auntie phyllis' pool
when you vacation alone you end up taking a lot of pictures of your own face
when you go on vacation alone you end up doing a lot of "collecting" and "documenting"
sometimes shells get stuck to your toes and this makes you "happy"
you go to the don cesar hotel where you used to go when you were little and drink shirley temples. this makes you really happy and then "nostalgic"
you drink this glass of wine and then fall off your bike
you remember that you weren't the first person to vacation here and neither were the spaniards
you harass surly bartenders on the boardwalk while drinking beverages that taste like candy