Woke up this morning to fog. The world was socked in. The differences in the colors of the sand, sea, and sky were very subtle, definitely a lesson in tone. I took myself out to breakfast and watched it all burn away and the tide come in. Then I went up, packed, paid the bill and started home.
Stopped off in Northampton. Ate a Veracruz. I miss Veracruz.
The trip was good for me, but I'm glad to be home to my own bed.
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