The coach is fine, Judy broke down. The crud she has been fighting off for the last few days hit her with a sledge hammer last night. She feels so bad we decided to bail on the rest of the trip and just come home.
A quick morning walk on the beach for me.
Then one more day of driving, and here we are, safe and sound at Sandpipers.
Ninety-four degrees and not too humid. Yesterday when we got to Mustang Island, there was more humidity than degrees, 80 degrees, and 90 percent. That was plenty wet.
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