Sweet Ride

"The year has been bad." he says. "People don't come here anymore. And those who do, won't go on rides." The beach has always been a subconscious getaway for me. The surf and the sand have always been the euthanasia to all my dark clouds. The fishermen, the camel riders, the shell collectors, the coconut sellers, they've been fixtures on the beach as far as I can remember. And the crowds that we keep cursing all the time, are the sole source of bread for these people. A little kid starts pleading with his mom nearby for a ride on the camel. I step away for a bit as he persuades his mom for the ride with increasingly louder screams. The next time we cross paths, we share a nod and a s...View all