the O.C.

We packed up our car,

and drove a short way.

We stayed at a little house by the beach.

Okay, we didn't stay there (I can dream can't I?).
We really stayed here, on a little place they call
Balboa Island ...

where there are more sailboats than you can count.



We played at the beach,

collected tons of seashells,

got our feet all sandy,

and boogy boarded......

until it hurt (darn protruding rock!).

We watched surfers at night,

and ate treats all day.

We took ferries and toll roads.

We visited a land made of plastic blocks,

where they give driver licenses to 8 year olds,

and build small cities too small for humans.

As we kiss good bye to a wonderful few days,

reality was waiting for us back in LA.

Vacations are never long enough.