huh.

These are from a recent trip to Hilton Head Island.... I decided one evening that come hell or high water i WOULD see the sunrise the following morning. I knew the sun did in fact rise at around six a.m.... but could not manage to set my alarm for any earlier than six-fifteen. Luckily, Will's awful hideous screech of an alarm went off at five till six. I hollered across the room, "Why the hell is your alarm going off? I'm going to see the sunrise!" He mumbled something about how he and Luke were going to see the sunrise, not me. In the end, I had to drag him out of bed so he wouldn't miss his transcendental beach trip sunrise experience, and we met Luke downstairs and silently rode bikes to keep our tryst with the sun. When we got there, we climbed up on the lifeguard's tower and watched...i lit a cigarette and had to put on my sweatshirt. Will and I saw some dolphins right up near the shore, two of them, in perfect time, heading north...and we pointed them out to Luke, who couldn't see them, kept not seeing them, but decided to rip his clothes off and run to swim with them anyhow.