Love is...

... running on the beach with your shirt off as the sun comes up over the ocean and Van Halen's "Jump" blasts in your ears.

For a kid from California who has only seen the sun rise over the mountains, this is pretty spectacular first thing in the morning:


And also a little confusing. The sun is supposed to SET over the ocean, not rise over it! Or, in New York, it rises over Queens and sets over New Jersey, which is extremely romantic, let me tell you.

We are now in South Beach. The adventure continues. As do the attempts at a tan.