We haven't hung out in a while. We used to hang at the beaches every summer. Now that I live alone, minutes away from the the ocean, I invited her down for the day. When she got here she wanted to drive (drive?) to the beach. "Let's just take my bikes" I say. The ocean is right there, down the street. That's why I live here. We'll be there on bike in less than 10 minutes. But no. She wanted to drive.
Drive? And pay $40-$50 for parking (if you can find it).
If you don't want to bicycle (on the bike path right outside my front door that leads directly to the beach) then we can Uber, or hop on one of the beach buses. Why drive?
But whatever. She wanted to drive. We drove. Stupid.
Once at the beach she said, "Let's rent bicycles."
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