"Wow, that's brisk."

Melissa dared me to go pantsless on the beach today and about ten seconds later I was standing next to a bevy of shells and washed up pebbles in my underwear, doing a slow run across the sand like David Hasselhoff in Baywatch, but not nearly as unbelievably handsome.

If a dare involves me removing pants, you DON'T HAVE TO ASK TWICE.

Luckily no one was around. Or ... or at least no one that I saw. Hmm.

Yesterday Melissa and I went to Port Clements for groceries, which was exciting mainly because the supermarket there carries President's Choice brand. President's Choice is a brand we would've avoided like the plague in the big city, but here, eating it is like eating a little bit of home ... except like, if home tasted vaguely like chemicals and paste.

Today we did a little bit of shopping, a little bit of pantsless running, devoured many gallons of espresso'ed coffee, and belted out every lyric of Landslide. ALSO, I had my first driving lesson.

We have a 4x4 Standard truck named "Pearl" and she is both amazing and ridiculously good looking. She's a large, manly truck. If she were a real woman she'd wear gym shorts and big burly flannel shirts that really accented her facial hair, or tshirts emblazoned with, "Strong enough for a man... but made for a woman." and she'd grunt a lot, both when answering questions and asking them. "Unnnghhh?" She'd say, and then laugh gruffly and answer her own question. "GHHG," and everyone would nod sagely, contemplating her wisdom. Usually her conversations would involve things like power tools and two by fours and close shave razors and she'd know all the words to the entire Michael Sembello catalogue.

I got behind the wheel, accidentally turned the brights on, stalled that beast about seven thousand times and drove along Cemetery Beach Road dodging trees and hapless pedestrians. I learned all about the clutch, and changed gears and yelled things like "SPRING BREAK!!" from the driver's seat while shooting my fist out the window in the manner of GIRLS GONE WILD ... BEHIND THE WHEEL!!

I'm still learning though so Melissa took over the rest of the ride. Braking still freaks me out and I'm positive I've broken the truck every time it stalls but... I drove standard!

Labels: Nayture, Travels