By Georgia Osten
So, as I’m so diligently cleaning my blinds, a task I’ve been putting off for too long now, I started thinking about my sand bucket. I came up with a few ideas, so I just had to quit cleaning long enough to write down some things. You know how it is when the creative juices are flowing?? We were at bunko the other night having a fantastic meal Jenni prepared, Shepherd’s Pie, I think it was. I’m not sure I’ve ever had Shepherd’s Pie, but it was quite tasty!
Jenni’s house is lovely with a fantastic view of the beach and all her neighbors, mostly renters, which drives her crazy. Of course, here we are right in the middle of Spring Break and of course, most of her neighbors were acting quite crazy, as a lot of Spring Breakers are known for acting. Jenni was telling us about the other day, she was sitting at her desk having her first cup of coffee, just gazing out across the street, when all of a sudden this man comes out on his deck and proceeds to urinate through the railing of his deck. Are you kidding me??
Anyway, that led to a discussion of “have you ever been to Italy?” Seriously, I’ll never forget out first trip to Italy over 10 years ago. We decided to go on a little road trip north to Austria. Well, along the way, you know how you have to stop every once in a while to gas up, get a snack, etc.? Well, some of the facilities are not as refined as we’re used to. What I’m referring to is the “stand over” toilet system. Are you kidding me??
Not being very good at squatting anymore, and realizing I’d have to take off my lower garments without removing my shoes (God forbid), I wondered how/where do I hang these garments while I’m taking care of business. There wasn’t a hook, nowhere to hang them, so I held onto them, while trying to hit the little hole in the floor.
Surprisingly, several of our friends have experienced this same dilemma at one time or another. We laughed and laughed, but we didn’t lose our appetites, and we went back for seconds of Shepherd’s Pie. My friend and I discussed who was going to tell this story in the next Crystal Beach Local News. She also happens to be a writer for this informative publication.
I lost …
GO’s Sand Bucket is only one beach bum’s journal of life at the beach, probably something each of you can relate to. Please feel free to email me with your thoughts, visions and/or feelings of just exactly what the beach means to you. Email: [email protected]
[3-18-2019]
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