On Thursday, the weather cleared and it was humid. I had breakfast at Playa Bowls, a vegan, all organic, Spanish flavour surf food. I had a coconut almond bowl and it was delicious. It was definitely filling and held me throughout my time on the beach. After, I went to a cafe, met a bear friend, and had coffee together.
I decided to take some photos of Long Branch beach with my DSLR camera before I went swimming. I walked back, got changed, then walked back to the beach. The ocean was still rough and the thing about the sand in Long Branch, pebbles are mixed in. I cut my toes on the pebbles, and I know I worked up a sweat with swimming. I was fighting the waves, but diving underneath felt refreshing. I am a strong swimmer and could navigate the rip currents, but I decided to leave at 3 since I was getting tired. I was also supposed to meet Jared and Joe at Jams on the Sand in Asbury Park at 7, I wanted to take a little nap.
I woke up at 5:30 and got ready. Jared texted me that something came up and he couldn’t meet up for Jams on the Sand, but Joe was going to be there. I ate an awesome dinner at a pizza place in Asbury Park called Crust and Crumbles that reminded me of the Couch Tomato. I ordered a gluten-free pizza without the cheese, topped with spinach, roasted peppers, and mushrooms. The pizza was delicious and filled me up for Jams on the Sand.
I met up with Joe, then met some more of Joe and Jared’s friends too. Wayne, two guys named Dan, and Nataly came later. Joe explained that I am a mutual friend of Jared’s, that we met in Green Bay six years ago and kept in touch since then. We all had a blast jamming to Little Strange and Juice. Little Strange was more of a cover band, Juice reminded me something from Soul Train. It almost sounded like the 70s were calling and Don Cornelius was on the other end. I enjoyed Juice, especially since they had a fiddle player. It was an interesting combination. Jams on the Sand was on the beach; the full moon was illuminating the stage and you could hear the waves crash against the rocks. It was truly a beautiful site and the atmosphere was relaxing.
After the performance, people were permitted to stay. Joe, Wayne, both Dans, Nataly and I sat at a table and we just chatted until 11:30. It was a fun evening and I am glad I could meet up with Joe; I’m also glad I had the opportunity to meet Jared’s other friends as well. Unfortunately, I couldn’t meet up with Jared this trip since he overscheduled. He felt bad, but next time I travel to Asbury Park, we will meet up.
Joe waited with me until Lyft came; after two cancellations, I finally had a ride back to my Air bNb back in Long Branch. Something surprising happened, but it was fast, and I didn’t acknowledge what happened. Typical Jessica and in typical Jessica fashion, I wrote a poem about it. I debated posting it, but I am:
|Waves crash against the rocks,
the only sound for miles
except for the sound of your voice;
your laugh, as the camera snaps,
you love me against graffitied walls.
I bet you think I look like that beauty,
pale skin, black hair,
I can see it in your eyes,
you don’t have to say a word;
yet, I’m oblivious to feelings,
I like spending time with just you.
I should be ordering Lyft
and you should be biking home,
but you keep suggesting spots for photos,
Asbury Park beach is our place.
We laugh and smile,
I don’t want to leave either
and neither does Lyft apparently,
two cancellations, you play the hero,
chatting with the third driver-
third times a charm, eh?
“Get her home safely!”
You hold the door opened for me,
I’m lost in the rush of the waves and moon
As you plant a kiss on my cheek.