COCO: Yup, same ole, same ole, different day. It’s getting so…………..
JODIE: What in the world are you having Dad write now? Same ole? What same ole?
COCO: Well, you know, we ride and ride and then were walked and walked and then more ride. It gets old after a while.
JODIE: Are you nuts? Has someone been slipping something in with your cookies? Sandy, do you hear the line of bull Coco is trying to pass by Dad?
SANDY: Yes, I heard her, but I thought she was having Dad write down some fictional story that she thought up. It SURE hasn’t been the same ole, same ole. The rides the last few days have been bumpy with some areas of sheer terror. That’s when I was trying to hide under Dad’s legs.
JODIE: I can agree with you on that. Mexico has some of the worst roads we’ve ever been on, but you can’t hide under Dad’s legs, He’s driving. What if he needed to hit the brakes and you were in the way? Did you happen to look out and see the cliffs that we were near? Brrr! No way I would interfere with the driver.
SANDY: Yes, but that was only part of what Coco had in mind. Certainly she’s can’t be thinking same ole, same ole when were camped 20 feet from a beautiful beach that we have to ourselves.
COCO: Private beach…phooey! Where’s the surf?. It’s not much of a beach without surf. Last year we stayed at TWO campgrounds by the ocean. OK, we weren’t 20 feet from the water, but when we got to the water we had SURF, beautiful surf, surf to run into, surf to chase sticks in, surf that breaks over my head. That’s what I’m talkin’ about.
JODIE: The picture above doesn’t show a dog pining for the fun of surf. She’s kicking up a wake, chasing the ball.
COCO: I was just making the best of a ho-hum situation. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.
SANDY: I do believe that you are a little addled. You were enjoying yourself as much as we were. Oh, I like the surf, too, but I’ve had a grand time at this beach. I get to roll on my back and wiggle back and forth getting the coarse sand well into my coat. It sure feels good, though Mom has a hard time getting it all out when we’re washed.
JODIE: You younger girls may not have noticed, but there has been a male around here the last couple of nights. I’ve noticed and even Dad noticed. I smelled a male! Dad complained that some male had “marked all the tires on the Jeep and motorhome”.
SANDY: So, we’re had two days in a row at the beach with no riding in between and you’re complaining.
COCO: OK, sometimes I just like the attention. Can we drop it now?
JODIE: OK, we’ll drop it. I’m just going to have Dad add a few pictures.
That’s all until later. Dad says this can’t actually go out until we have the internet again. What does that mean?