Something’s not quite right here…  The setting sun, which is what it has to be unless the Trails make a habit of Supping in the early morn…  is to the east- over the limitless expanse of the Atlantic ocean.  And the Pelican also gives us a clue, as the birds typically stay by the shore and perch on the pilings and other man-made structures hoping for a handout…

But no matter, we will defy all manner of rule and law of the physical world in the days and weeks ahead…  Reality is what the writer deems it to be, and because of that we are able to lose ourselves in this world over and over again.  Enjoy your romantic dinner, you two, your vacation is about to be over…