Yesterday while discussing beach plans for today, Pete mentioned that when he goes to the Montrose beach, he gets that feeling that he's somehow taken a wrong turn and ended up in Mexico. I met Nikki at Montrose today and really didn't notice much of a difference, or at least not on the actual beach. However, when I got back to my car, there were 3 flyers on it, all of them written in Spanish. Made me chuckle.

Side note: I'm soooo glad the never ending rain is over and that it finally seems to be beach weather. Do you think I can finally put away my sweaters??