Like many Westporters, I “do” a lot of meetings.
Like many Westporters without an actual “office,” I “do” them at the usual places: Starbucks, Barnes & Noble, the library.
Two weeks ago though, someone asked to meet at the Compo Beach brick pavilion, next to Joey’s by the Shore.
Last Sunday morning, someone else scheduled a meeting for the beach. This time it was the other pavilion, by the volleyball courts.
Both meetings were wonderful. Breezes blew, birds chirped — and stuff got done.
I can definitely get into this new meeting spot.
And you can’t beat the dress code.