Didn't think it was possible, but yesterday on our sunset romp, I started feeling my blood pressure rise. I spent as much time in bliss as I did removing trash from Molly's mouth. I had forgotten a trash bag this time, but stuffed our beach bag full of offensive items to throw away in the TWO large containers at the bottom of the WC boardwalk. The "free" towels given out here were all over the beach as well as a stack rivaling the height of a dune up by the chair/umbrella container. Just in case you thought "cash means class"...I am here to enlighten you. Deep breaths and a large trash bag will come with us next time.