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DAY 3-part 2 the weather has cleared up. ooh, keith finds a parking spot at bottom of steep hill. climb hill to restaurant. old bar, 1880's? very very neat. much to look at.

his parents are sooooo nice. as we eat and talk, i know i love them already. i miss my grandparents, but i really like them. i am afraid to get the fish. i am tiny and i always seem to get the biggest filet. get chicken, not bad. i hope i leave a good impression. i am sure i am a bit different.

at end of the dinner, his mom of course pulls out her camera. makes one of me and keith, one of us with his dad and i take one of the 3 of them. keith had warned me about this.

they go to their car and we go to keith's. we go for a drive to a beach he used to go to. very nice spot. i have my camera and take artsy pics, he runs up the beach and explores. i pick up trash and wait for sunset pics. it was so fucking pleasant.
go back to motel after sunset. more surfing the teevee. duck soup on saturday i think. we do stay up late.
i sleep better. so does he.