What’s the use in being one quarter Indian when every time I come into contact with the sun, I come away from it feeling crispy and looking like a lobster?
Seriously...SPF 30 reapplied every half hour just doesn’t cut it. I wonder if they sell zinc oxide in a quantity large enough for me to slather all over my entire body. Don’t think I wont do it- just ask my mom or my aunt about Cancun!
Today I went on a day trip to Eze, a nearby small town with a great beach. Originally I didn't think I'd go, since I was already a little sunburned from Friday (Apparently going for a walk was just too much for my ghostly complexion.). But I decided I wanted to see this place and am running out of time, so I packed a sandwich and met up with the group.
It was amazing. We started out on this little dock and we had the entire area to ourselves for most of the afternoon, until these two little girls showed up with their mom. The water was pretty deep and electric blue, so a few of the kids with me decided to cliff dive. Really the rock they jumped from was not that far up, so it was more like jumping off a high dive feet first while holding your nose. Since I was trying not to get skin cancer, I decided it would be better for me to protect myself and stay covered up, so I spent the day wearing a sundress and snapping pictures. I’m a little jealous, though. I’d like to try the jump, so I’m hoping to go back sometime soon.
Despite my best efforts, I still came back crispier than I was when I woke up this morning.Where are those Indian genes when you need them?
Here are pictures from today. It was so beautiful; it looked like a scene from The Count of Monte Cristo. I’m almost positive there’s some buried treasure down there!
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