I drove an hour west, along with coast, mostly on back roads, through rice paddy fields, over rickety bridges and finally, popped out on a highway. Yikes. Luckily that was only for a few miles until I turned hard left onto a quiet street that led me to my new abode for the week.

This is a surf town. There are a few restaurants, a couple of massage places, and a beach. That’s really it. It’s quiet, beautiful and pefect for a few days.

The black sand is just glistening and I love the marks the crabs leave in the sand.

Not much news to report, which is just perfect.