So much for a relaxing break. I haven’t had a nice day for the past one-and-a-half weeks since Will and I went to the beach (pics after the jump). Since then I’ve been working on keeping my wallet nourished and happy.
Oddly enough, Will managed to tear a muscle in his knee the other day while getting dressed. I don’t know how he does it! At first he went to a Chinese healer since he feared hospitals. He must’ve really been in pain though as today he overcame that fear and called me to meet him at a medical centre. Now he knows they’re not that scary, just incredibly boring (”expected waiting time: 2 hours”).
Poor guy has the worst luck. He’s the kind of guy who will always drop the last chocolate or trip on the last step. I’ve seen him peel a banana and half of it just dropped off and went splat.
The beach was good, prior to last week I hadn’t been to one for about six years. We played some frisbee, Will went wakeboarding, and I got to spend a couple of hours reading a book and rolling around in the sand. Now I shall spend the next six years trying to get of all the sand in our bags and shoes.
In the evening a storm came rolling in, complete with fork lightning and booming thunder. As a kid living by the coast and I loved watching the solid grey walls of rain come in (from a safe location of course). Unfortunately a lot of teens at the beach didn’t seem to know the ’safe location’ rule and either went running to play in the choppy water or cowered under trees. Aiya!
Me being sloth-like and pleased about it:
Will and a friendly bubble:
In case you’re wondering, in his left hand he’s holding his wallet.
Waiting for food. Don’t worry, I didn’t get burned up, the restaurant had red lights.
My man and his ‘photo smile’: