The skies were bright blue and the sun blazing, but there was a steady breeze off the water – at times you almost felt you needed a sweater.  We walked on the boardwalk in Asbury Park and Ocean Grove, lay on the sand until someone told us we needed a pass, drank coffee in an old pavilion, and ate our lunch in the car, parked on a shady street off the main drag.  It was a nice, though brief, holiday.