I spent most of the week in Pensacola, Florida. I was there on business but I admit, there was some pleasure involved. Most of that pleasure revolved around the beach. It did my heart good to see the pristine white sand and to smell the clean smell of salt water.....ONLY salt water. Not tar, or oil or any other oil spill induced odor. The beach was deserted. But not, I hope because of the oil spill.... it was 40 degrees on that beach! I was the only one silly enough to be taking a walk on the beach in red boots, jacket, gloves and scarf. But I was there...and so was the beach. You just can't miss an opportunity like that.