Tonight I went for a beach walk and bumped into one of the girls. In the end I joined her and her cousin and did a big walk to the dock and back.

She wanted to try the beach bar and thus we both went home to shower and to meet each other at the bar at 8:30pm to have a few drinks and watch the sunset.

Isn’t it spectacular? I mean right on our door step. Felt like I was on holidays in some far off place.

My second dinner. A salad and a Spritz.

Mr Wanderer asked me would I consider moving to the ‘burb? I told him yes for the right guy.

But after tonight I don’t know. I don’t know if I can give up all of this?