Hours after our island ride comes to an end, after several journals are written, we're beginning to feel the pangs of hunger. So, in a totally cliché romantic move, we go for a long walk on the beach which ends at Le Deauville restaurant. We're seated at a candlelit table by the sea, and we dig our toes in the sand as we order from the menu. Tyler chooses the steak with pepper sauce and a beer, while I pick the freshly caught squid which is barbecued to order, and a glass of wine. The food is good, the ambiance is better, and we're grateful for the donation from Tyler's friend, Matt Shannon, which has paid for our dinner.
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