Jeff and I got up and had breakfast between 9:30 and 10 after getting in to Foley in the wee hours Saturday morning. We sat and talked for a while, then we all headed out to a pizza place Bill had tried and loved called The Forge. It was hard to tell if they were even open when we pulled up to the little out of the way place because there were no cars in the parking lot. It turned out we were the only customers for a little while, but then we realized where everyone was: it was opening day for Alabama football, and all those Bama fans were home preparing for the game. Jeff and I got an all meat pizza, and Bill, Teresa, and Granny meant to recreate the pizza Bill had last had. Our meal was good, but the ham Bill loved so much was left off their pizza. He mentioned it to our waiter, who checked with the cook, and they offered to give him a smaller corrected version for free. I was very impressed with the service, as many places would have done nothing to correct the problem.After lunch we went to OWA to see a car show. Jeff especially likes to take pictures of old cars, so this was right up his alley. It was miserably hot, though, so Teresa, Granny, and I went into a souvenir shop to look around. I found so shirts for my sister Lana’s kids, and a big floppy hat for myself (memories of my Irish sunburn are still fresh). Then we walked over to the Hershey ice cream parlor and got an ice cream cone. OWA has potential to be a fun place, but I think they need to bring prices down to make it a place for repeat business.We went back to the house as Granny was pretty spent for the day. Jeff and I took a nap, and then got up to get to the Gulf State Pier for sunset. We had gone to the Pier before we were married a couple of times, but I don’t think I ever got in the water. We both waded this time and had a lot of fun as the waves would surprise us with how high they would come in all of a sudden. We watched the sun set behind the storm clouds rolling in from the Gulf, and saw the sliver of the moon appear. We stayed until there was only just enough light that we could make out the tiny white crabs scurrying across the sand by the impression of movement, and not the creature itself. I loved being there with my husband.