Here I am, finally.
It's not even summer yet, and the sea is hot.
My God! The sea is hot? Does that even happen anywhere but here? My only memories of the sea from sad little holidays from my youth are of it being windy and cold near the sea. The water was like ice.
So is the sea being hot a Northern Hemisphere thing, or only a Persian Gulf thing?
The sea is also incredibly salty and you float like a poo. It's amazing! I like this part. I said to Felix, if I was to get shipwrecked, I'd rather get shipwrecked around this area. You'd be fairly fucked in the Indian Ocean.
Felix's brother wanted us go to scuba diving, but lordy I am afraid of fish. I have no idea why, I'm not afraid of them when they're in a little bowl, I'll even touch them like that. I just don't like it when I'm in their enviroment and they can bite my toes and I can't easily jump out and scream like a banshee. I'm scared!
It doesn't help to say that they won't hurt me either. If that worked then I wouldn't be afraid of moths.
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