On the island of Florianopolis in Brazil. We had a nice walk to this beach and refreshed ourselves at the restaurant that overlooks it. This deserted stand was too cool not to photograph.
I don't have a great relationship with Nice. In fact, if you've kept up with I Must Be Off! you probably know that I've decided I can do without the Côte d'Azur for quite a long time. These chairs can stay empty, and they should stay empty, until Nice figures out a way to make this once-beautiful city safer and more tourist-friendly. Right now Nice is not nice.
OK, I like to take pictures of empty chair at beaches. This is Crete, off-season. It's not cold; there just aren't any people here. No idea why not. This place is nice.
I've forgotten where this was taken. But it doesn't matter. Love is love wherever you find it. And when I find it, sometimes I snap a picture. I hope these people don't mind.
Ibiza. This island was truly a surprise. I was prepared for a party island overrun by 18-year-olds. They were there of course, but there were also incredibly beautiful beaches and coves. Ibiza is always worth a visit.
The legendary "Strandkorb" from the Baltic sea. I have to say they don't look very comfortable, but they are necessary here where the wind picks up the sand and throws it in your face like a bully.
Madeira. A deserted or maybe even abandoned project to revitalize this beach. It looked like the community had been giving it a great shot when the financial crisis hit?
Matt Potter, turn your head away from this one. This is the beach in Acapulco from our hotel room on the 24th floor. That railing in the lower righthand corner only came up to my waist, and I'm really not that tall. We had to put furniture in front of the balcony door at night. I walk in my sleep.
Looking down at the craggy shore below Anacapri on the island of Capri just off the coast of Naples, Italy.
One of my most favoritest photos of all time. I think these coconuts look like they're singing. It's like a coconut trio on Kuta Beach, Bali.
The sun setting in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. Great memories of sitting at the beach (yes, I did), eating freshly made guacamole and tortilla chips and drinking lots and lots of margaritas.
Again, the island of Florianopolis in Brazil. I loved the yellow against the blue sky. Next to us, there was a child building sand castles by dribbling wet sand on ever-growing towers. It was a sight, but I never felt comfortable enough to take a photo.
The sun setting over Ipanema in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. I went to the beach alone to get this picture on the last day of our stay because I had to have this picture. I got several, none of them very good.
I must be off,
Christopher Allen is the author of Conversations wtih S. Teri O'Type (a Satire), an episodic adult cartoon about a man struggling with expectations, available from Amazon Anything.