Earlier on I promised you all a picture post and here it is. Behold.
I like these little boats, first of all because I like boats, period. And also, those aren’t touristy glass bottom boats and interesting as a ride on one of those might be, they worship the Venga Boys: no matter how far out at sea they are, you can hear them: Boom boom boom boom, I want you in my room – and now everybody!
It’s probably my Austrian gene coming through but I can’t stop taking pictures of the little mountains here. Look at them: aren’t they pretty?
The sea is beautiful and warm and – sadly – full of red jellyfish. Ever so often you hear some swimmer cry out in pain. People are reluctant to pee on each other in public (urine helps against the burns), so the victims normaly just go to the first aid tent. Most of the jellyfish are dead and end up at the beach, but people like to fling the dead jellyfish back into the sea. Way to go! There is a trash can right next to you, you imbecile. I bet you put drowned wasps back into your drink as well?
For some reason people like cats so I went all paparazzi over this one (once I realised there was a cat there, it was pretty much invisible on that stone wall). She wasn’t impressed. They never are.
And that’s it for now, ladies and gentlemen. I’ll leave you with a promise of pictures of food and Shiva eyes and more pretty landscapes. And jellyfish, if I manage to photograph one before somebody throws it back into the open waters.