As in keeping with our tradition, we all ended the night dancing until we pulled a hamstring at the Casino. Kevin, our bartender friend said that he had been working all day and was looking forward to an easy night. After all, it is September and who's making it to the beach on a cold evening? Well, needless to say, he was filled with mixed emotion when the "barefoot mafia" showed up. He would make money but be staying until 5 am- when some of us finally left the bar.
The next day we cleaned up slowly. We laid on the big mattress for a good hour holding on to every ounce of sunshine and salted air that hit our skin. We were all understanding that the summer is officially over and perhaps one of the best nights of the year has passed.
Conner, Steve, Nelson, Perry, Christina and I gathered our things and sadly made our way to the boat. As we set sail, Conner turned up the music, Christina, Perry and I looked up to the clouds that have never been that three dimensional, felt the wind rushing through our dirty, sandy hair and looked back at our favorite place. We were sitting on the bow while the three boys navigated us home. About halfway over, I noticed a smile never our faces. We are living a very luxurious life.
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