February 24, 2013
Praia Galheta (beach)
brags clothes optional. Galheta is a more breathtaking beautiful and remote
location than Praia Mole and just beyond the latter’s limits crossing large
boulders and a sandy narrow path. The nudie beach also sports a fresh water
bamboo pipe that refreshes the bathers after a dip in the salty sea. A small
snack bar grazes the end point where one can purchase freezing beer, chilly sodas,
cold water and increases-your-cotton-mouth salt-based chips. A wonderful
afternoon traversing through the crowds of cheerful umbrellas, long surfboards,
sweat-drenched bodies and a sand sculptured dolphin at Mole. Too bad I didn’t
bring my camera nor did anyone else in the group. In actuality not many beach
lovers choose to strip and sun bathe, including our troupe.
Navigate dental
floss sized bikinis and skimpy mens briefs that lie atop brilliant sarongs. Nearly
everyone seeks the shade of a large beach umbrella. The few little snack shacks
rent out the sun blockers and lounger chairs so the tourists don’t have to drag
everything they can think of to make their day pleasant at the beach.
The surf is
perilous and there are many red warning flags on poles at the edge of the churning
water. The numerous lifeguards wearing blood red and yellow garb are scattered
across the stretch of sand, atop towers and a set scoots thru the roaring waves
on a gigantic and powerful Waverunner. Several people were carried out in the
forceful surf and had to be towed in. We only heard of the alarming incidences
via the gossipy patrons of the bar. Music blares across the drifting sand and couples
don paddles to hit a rubber ball back and forth in the shallow water. The
parking lots on the water side are packed-in and traffic bumper-to-bumper in the
blazing sun. License plates stamped from all over the southern part of the
state line up along the perimeter of one beach after another on the slow drive
home.
Strong winds blew
fine sand in my hair, skin is gritty with salt water and eyes bleary from the
sun and long day at the beach. It is the only night of the week our novella
fails to appear on television so we have to settle for a movie on cable.
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