Walking Along A Uruguayan Beach At Sunset

 The dream is sharp and well-defined. 

Tall, lanky, sunburnt, wearing nothing but shorts and a pair of sandals, walking across the rather wonky dipsy-do surface of the La Barra bridge towards the coast to spend the afternoon taking in more sun than necessary.

Beach chair? Check. Sun Block? Check. Prescription shades? Check. A copy of Surdoval's "Double Nickels" to read? Check.