26 the tide is high had to rewrite this entry because a grandpa asked to use my phone to call 'el madame' (the wife) and I panicked and my rainbow speaker fell in the sand what was I saying the beach is croooowded, each umbrella is doubled and tripled up mine was encroached on first of course, lone woman listening to foreign music -- we can take her Egyptians and holidays nothing is ruining it for them no space? pfft we can pack in like sardines wherever we are is the sea angry? no problem we're masochists today I got slapped around by the waves for a few hours too I was next to this intrepid grandma in goggles who kept laughing at her son (50s) every time he pleaded with her to get out of the water We felt safe Beach lifeguard is the apotheosis of lifeguard No smokes, no chitchats, hawk eyed surveillance and angry whistling He has sun bleached hair so you know he's part fish, don't mess with blond hair brown skinned Egyptians Some people are flying home made kites There's a teeny very angry dog and a large very sweet dog Toddlers wandering up to my legs being traumatised when they look up and see not mama (Every other woman is wearing variations of the same black 60s booty cut swimsuit with wrap skirt) Whoa phone borrowing grandpa is surprisingly fit, damn-- lucky madame Teenage girls in burkinis are doing a beach photoshoot for Instagram-- "May delete that one, DELETE IT" Cultural divides, my butt I'm going to watch the sunset ...and those very odd people in a paddleboat? |