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Sunburn of doom.

Paul and I were swimming in the sea yesterday. Swallowed about a gallon of saltwater, it appears that whilst I may be super talented at most other things, I cannot appear to co-ordinate myself adequately to snorkel.

Also chucked up all over the boat loo (it appears that I don't do boats) and then "took a whitey".

Then I got sunburnt. All over my arms this time, because after said "whitey" I was shoogling everywhere and just wanted to get back to the apartment, so forgot to reapply factor 50 after swimming.

I did like the sea swimming, but apart from that it was a bit of a nightmare yesterday. We didn't go out for dinner, instead we popped to local shops (not just for local people) and I had GIANT butterbeans, bread, greek yoghurt and honey. And some cookies. We then watched Nacho Libre (mmmm, undecided) and crashed out early. Up earlyish this morning and sat on the balcony with a book, toasting lightly (with sunblock this time)

Paul is brown. Not quite nutlike but more sunday roast.

Fly back tomorrow and will touch down in Glasgow about 2 in the morning.