Here's a weird moment from my recent photo adventure at one of my favorite places in the world – the pier/boardwalk area in Daytona Beach.
When I was in my teens, I used to pedal my beach cruiser about 20 miles round trip – while wearing flip flops or Flojos (who remembers those?) – just to eventually end up at the boardwalk to people watch. I saw the craziness of MTV Spring Break in the 80s/90s, the first Black College Reunion, Bike Week and everything in between.
It was a crazier place back then and I kick myself for not having a camera with me at the time, but the place is still a little wild and holds a special place in my heart.
