I'd saved my money for a long time. Never had any kids and I got rid of the Dream Killer a long time ago. Being close to retirement I started to look for places to travel to. Went through all the pamphlets and did a bunch or searching over the net. I finally found what sounded like a great place. Coast town in the Northwest. Scenic, Pleasant and Peaceful. Hospital, Motel. All the trappings of a good tourist town but out of the way. A little fog and damp weather sure wouldn't hurt me for a few days. Then off to a sunnier climate for a while. I got there at night, checked in and had a pretty weird meal of Gooeyducks, but it tasted ok. wonder what it is?? Next day I went around the town checking it out. People were friendly but a little stand-offish. Thought that was only New Englanders, oh well.. Started talking to a few of the cronies in the bar and we did a little drinking and a lot of talking. this got changed around and we did a lot of drinking and some talking.... I woke up to a very nice view of the beach. Don't remember how I got down here. Sure is pretty. Driftwood, Weeds, coastline and the surf coming in. Better get up so I don't get wet.. Head hurts need to move a little slow. I can't move..!!! I took a better look around. I wasn't laying down. I was buried up to my neck in the sand with the tide coming in. What the hell is going on here? Some kind of joke? This is no way to treat a tourist. I see legs coming my way from the left. I'm going to give this joker a good piece of my mind. They had better get me out of here fast.. He is talking to me and telling me why they did this to me. Now he is saying that once a year they sacrifice the 1st tourist that has no family or ties. He say's this insures a good tourist season. He splains this is not a joke. The Tide is getting closer and he is still talking but it's hard for me to hear him, over my screams.!! TG and PSP for post