'Head to the Beach'

So the plan was head out, get some lunch and see what is going on at the beach. Of course that might involve the odd pint on the way. 

The first bar was 3 pints and some fish. Heading in towards the beach Steve to take a comfort break. Feeling guilty we ended up having a pint. That turned into six, and the sun set. 

Dressed for day wandering. chances of getting into a club on a Saturday where slim to none. So we push onto the beach. 

Arriving just before midnight he had the sudden urge for a swim. 

So me and Pete ordered from our Afgan barman. Selling cold beers for a euro from a plastic bag. 

Then nap time...

Before the police used water cannons a 3:30am to get us of the beach and clean it.