“Now all we need is someone with a guitar...,” Katie joked.
We'd found a beautiful beach to camp out on—no one else in site. We were going to fish for our dinner, build a fire and let Felix entertain us with his harmonica. Then a white van came up the gravel road and parked next to our station wagon. Two German guys, Mo and Nick, stepped out and with them came a guitar.
Daniel and I fished, unsuccessfully, and collected oysters that tasted like sand. Since we failed to produce a seafood feast, Nick made a fabulous spicy pasta sauce and penne noodles. Katie built a fire on the beach and we sat up listening to Felix jam –I held the harmonica to his mouth while he strummed on the guitar. We shared stories and fell asleep sometime after midnight.
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