This is just one of many strange stories from my trip to Spain a few years ago. It was one of our (mine and Kate's) last nights in Valencia, and a group of our friends decided it would be cool to hang out on the beach all night. I think Kate and I had dinner at "home" and then we met up with everyone later at the Palau, where there was some kind of play or something going on.

We all walked to the beach, equipped with wine and speakers for Leslie's portable CD player (I remember a lot of Dave Matthews Band music that night). It was fun to talk to everyone, but the time kind of dragged on after a while as everyone started getting a little tired. To wake ourselves up, Kate, Ann and I went to a club that was a little ways down the beach. It was probably about 2 AM at that point, and we could barely even get through the door because it was so crowded (people just start going out around 1 AM and stay out until 5 or 6 AM). If it hadn't been soooo crowded, it would have been an . . . Read More..