Today I went swimming and watched baseball under the palm trees and ate fresh strawberries straight from the farmer's truck (I didn't actually take them off the truck myself, but I bought them at the Farmers Market so close enough). There was a brass band playing on the Promenade when I drove by, and I could have stopped and listened; I would have except all the dirty dishes from dinner were still out all over the place. I bought that band's recording the other day, though, so that's alright.
So nobody'd better say there aren't things I'm going to miss about this place. There are tons, and maybe later I'll write em all down. Topping the list, though, are clearly beach, Market and street music (or at least, the ten percent of street music that's not... horrible). And the beach is first.