June 16, 2003

After BFD 10 on Friday, in which I was most impressed by afi (armani-ed out, apparently!), we headed down to Santa Cruz. Three words: (1) Yummy! (2) Brrrr (3) Moogle my google. Okay, the last bit wasn't one word ... but it kind of is. We met nine new born Catahoulas, three feisty horses, and two poo-eating pitbulls at Watsonville. But also, a wonderfully hospitable family. We had lipsmacking ribs on Saturday after a while at the beach (Manresa); the beach was deliciously warm ... i think we were very lucky. This time I didn't come close to drowning, because I held onto a buoy. Er boy. On Sunday we watched a stunning game of soccer, went to a BBQ, and there was something that involved a 10-foot driftwood log and a long staircase and two girls astride at Seacliff by Rio del Mar, and then there was another something that involved the immaculate waves of the ocean just before 10 PM ... because, the ocean answers to no man and obeys no law!

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