I had intended to go hiking yesterday. I called a friend from church to ask if he could come, but he didn’t get back to me. So I had a day free, and ungraded papers weren’t hanging around my neck like a monkey on my back. What would I do? At first, I decided to go for a walk. Because I have been developing an embarrassingly dark farmer’s tan, I decided to cover all exposed areas with a thick coat of sunscreen. Then I headed out.
After walking to the beach, I suddenly wanted to go into the ocean. But I didn’t have my swimsuit on. So I headed back to my apartment and changed and got a towel. Then I went to the beach. I sat on the sand a while, then went into the ocean. I encountered some rocks in the water, and since I have an unreasonably large fear of stepping on a sea urchin, I didn’t go very far out. But I did get wet and bob in the waves a little. Ha! It was fun! I should go to the beach again some time!
When I got home I showered, and only then realized I had forgotten to put sunscreen on the white, white skin that has always been protected by my short-sleeved shirts. D’oh! Now I have a weird two-tone farmer’s tan: brown arms, legs, and neck… red, red torso. Ouch.