This is hard to beat , the vibe . Not saying it’s better than Aus , but unique . A Saturday night with the door open , the gentle sea breeze wafting over the toes. The echo of partying, bbq , tunes , laughter and the surf . I’ve gotta go for a stroll down to Boccato’s , the local deli and institution. It’s more than a deli , it’s a convenience store , liquor shop and general meeting place . Walking alone , taking a deep breath and sucking in the dope scented ocean air . Californian sounds . 20 something’s back home on summer break , sitting on deck chairs drinking Pacifico , blue and red cups for drinking games .
Kids walking home with take away Mexican . A big old chocolate labrador laying on top of a brick wall fence waiting for passerby’s to give him a pat . Then there’s the quality , the girls , the women …. they’re beautiful here , without trying . Well bred , thin , blue eyed , blonde in torn off shorts , cowboy hats . Yep . Brunettes too , fuck it the whole gamut . Healthy , educated with long angular boy friends . In Boccato’s it continues . Just keep your eyes on the shelf Howie , find the beer for Christ’s sake . They’re privileged but I admire it . They’re not drinking cheap shit . Nice wines , gourmet beers and marinated meats with salad . You can do it here , alcohol is ridiculously cheap . I saunter back ,crack open a Panga Drop ( mini can of 6.5 percent Nicaraguan Gold ) and suck it all in . The odd nod as I pass each group .
Summer , Hermosa , California . Wish you were here to feel it ……, . Still feels like I’m in a movie