Before driving to Rodeo Beach, Z and I stopped to pick up some tortas y sopa from El Metatate. Finnegan managed to scrap up enough energy to chase a couple of waves before he plopped down onto the sand and passed out for the remainder of the day.
I really enjoyed this beach because it was not as crowded as the other ones around the City. I want to come back again soon to fully explore all the trails. I am sitting here typing out this entry, shivering in my blanket, and missing the warmth of the sun. All that I can see outside my window right now is dense fog. I hope it warms up again soon!