This Tuesday, I woke up at 11 a.m. after three hours' sleep. My nervousness and excitement apparently made me forget I was tired, for after Jason kindly deposited me at the Madison regional airport, I stayed awake the entire flight and on through the night.
I'm completely sunburned from "tit to tail," and my thighs hurt a lot, but I am so happy.
Thursday, Steven, a newer friend, asked if I'd be interested in going to Mazomanie, Wis., about a half hour outside Madison. There on the Wisconsin River is Mazo Beach, Wisconsin's only public nude beach. I think I had heard of it, but I had no idea it was so close, and the thought of going intrigued me, so I agreed. It was a fabulous experience.