Carrigans favorite place forever:
The HOLE.
For years he has been going there........
spilling beer and wine........
Every time he sees just a little bit more.......... of something.
Today a largish woman wearing a pumpkin colored bikini jumped into the arms of a medium sized man wearing an orange base ball cap.
She threw her legs up around his waist...........
Carrigan cringed as he watched........... he nearly fell backwards himself just for the seeing of it......
She was delighted... elated even being there by that special place near the shore...... known for years to Carrigan simply as the Hole.
Carrigan contended that was fine..... it was good even.....
The emotional swells that were rolling in along with the sea......... was calming yet elating.
The iguanas that live adjacent to the hole have their own ocean front condominiums in the cliff of marl .... first rate accommodations ......... why, and they don't even have to pay not one dime........ imagine, he fed them white bread with gluten.
Oh! here comes the woman again....... she passes Carrigan notices she has a scar over her lower spine... her lover is wearing a black T-Shirt with a White Skull emblazoned on the front......
She was rattling on in Spanish......over her cell phone......... he had his hand on his hip, Carrigan wondered if he was in pain from her earlier leap into his arms.
Perhaps he had been knocked askew, wracked?
They sped off together in the black convertible Mustang......
Ricky Martins La vida loca was blaring on the radio........
I love it Carrigan thought to himself..........
Zoom Zoom,
It's not all roses he thought to himself but for lack of some sweet stranger to join him.
The moon and the sun are opposing one another in the light of a later day.
Welcome to the hole, a special place at the West End of the old Bahia Honda Bridge.