It's been three years since I've been to SBH and I miss it sooo much! This Fall for sure, I keep telling my family. For me, the perfect morning includes a croissant from a local place (depending on where we're staying) and coffee at the villa, maybe 7:30AM. Give my wife a kiss and head for Saline, since she's neither a morning nor much of a beach person. Park with the maybe 2 or 3 other cars and walk up the path. (As an aside, when I can't do that any more, it'll probably be time to cash in my chips...) As I crest the hill and see the ocean and Ile Coco the world suddenly becomes a better place. I find my spot, lay my towel down, and spend 20 or 30 minutes reconnecting with the universe. Maybe there are two other people on the whole beach. At some point I walk the beach both ways, probably stopping at the far end to begin a small rock pile (which I'll add to every day if I can). Commune with the universe some more, maybe swim, walk some more, and head back to the villa by 9:00-9:30 or so. By this time the rest of the family is alive and I'm at peace!
I'm pretty sure I'd enjoy that grandfather and his family.