Fred wanted to try out a restaurant on Friday night called Sloppy Joe's and it was only .4 of a mile from our place. So we decided to walk to it. Now, I have no sense of direction and I put my trust on my level headed husband. We start walking 'south'. We walk and we walk and we walk... It's 5pm and I am wearing flip flops. After walking a while (more than .4 of a mile) , we decided we were going the wrong way. SO we head back the other way... we pass our condo and keep going. Sure enough, we find the restaurant a bit later. By the time we got there, we were soaked in sweat, my feet were burning like I stepped on hot coals. My face was beet red and all through dinner, Fred kept saying 'are you ok? your face is so RED!' hehe
Over all, it was an adventure and we survived to tell it, so no complaints!
I found a ring in the sand... pretty cool if it was real! lol