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Being happy

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"The cure for anything is salt water – sweat, tears or the sea."
--Isak Dinesen

Finally, around 14:00 Mom & I – out of options since Elba did not rent automatic cars nor anything else on four wheels -- attempted to visit La Biodola. It was the beach closest to our hotel and rumored to be one of the most beautiful. The busy woman at the front desk of the Park Hotel Napoleone called another employee who worked at the beach but could not get ahold of him. After all of our fiascos, I was not surprised. She continued calling for another fifteen minutes without answer. The front desk attendant woefully told us if we went to La Biodola it was possible we would not have lounge chairs and would have to remain in …gasp… the public section. After everything we endured since 3:30 in the morning in Firenze, Mom & I could care less about seating. The dark-haired, sweet woman called a taxi and promised to keep contacting the beach employee.

We moseyed outside and waited in the shad…