Our skin was dripping wet and we were driving on the coastline from our hotel to the beach with the big black pelicans. We still had the bottle of Veuve-Clicquot Victor had bought for New Year’s Eve, so we decided to open and drink it while taking our little ride through the rocky highway. We played a French disco song from the 90’s over and over again. The effect of the champagne didn’t last that long, and by the time we were back on the sand, we had sweated it all out.