This is fairly early in the morning on the beach as only a few sun worshippers are visible. Note the black-covered street lamps. The lights are covered so that when the sea turtles come ashore at night they will not be blinded by the brilliance of the street lights. They come ashore to lay their eggs.
A few weeks later their offspring make a mad dash for the water. If you mess with them you may be subject to big fines and/or jail time so be cautious on these beaches, or stay on the sidewalks as the folks below are doing.
These young ladies are presumably on spring break, where they come down south to expose their bodies to the sun, but carefully protected from the sun by sun screen. It seems an odd way to pick up members of the opposite sex but it does seem to work.
In the past large numbers of young people would come here for spring break but the authorities have now discouraged that sort of thing.
This is a small experiment in the blogosphere. "If you have no interest in what it's like to grow old, what follows is not for you. However, if it's going to happen to you, and the outcome is ultimately going to be negative, then finding a way to make the process as bearable, even as enjoyable as possible, might be worth a little attention."—from John Jerome's On Turning Sixty-Five
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