Some days, you just gotta hit the beach...or eat cheap Mexican food

So, my roommate was really excited about surfing because there is a storm out in the gulf that is supposed to be bringing us some swell, which is very rare on this coast.  He checked the report and it said we would have some small surf at around two in the afternoon.  So we ventured down to Gulfport to check it out.  There wasn't a whole lot.  So, after driving about a half hour north, we stopped at a pier to see if there was anything rideable.

Of course there wasn't anything, so it was back in the car to drive a little further.

After about 20 minutes of more driving, we found a little ramp out to the gulf where we could see if there was anything worth trying.  By now, poor Caleb could hardly stand it and had gotten his hopes up maybe a little too much.

At that we decided to go to a little mexican restaurant we had found on the way up instead.
Caleb got a taco, two enchiladas, and beans, while I had myself a classic taco salad.

Of course, after eating mexican food and realizing the day was going to end with no surfing, Caleb became a little distraught.

And so ended our day with full bloated stomachs and an ice cold, flat beach with no surf to show for it.  Oh well...fun times are made with the people you appreciate, not necessarily doing what you would have wanted to do.  That's just the icing on the cake, I suppose.