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Friday, August 20, 2004
ohmigod this is so impossible. i am here in the boat, rocking along with the waves (what choice do i have?) after having endured a 45-minute ride from our resort to this island called sombrero island, a popular dive site among well, scuba divers, i am ready to pass out. the ride shouldn't have been that long except that the waves were really trying to work against us and i inevitably got wet along the way. good thing i wore my swimsuit under my shirt and shorts. i tried looking through the water but having my head in the proximity of the rolling water makes me nauseous. i'll just eat. hmmm...let's see, i have nagaraya cracker nuts in barbecue flavor, sugar pretzels, and a big bottle of water. meanwhile, joks and arnold are playing chess. on a boat, in the middle of the sea. good thing our boat (it's called the "starfish") has a roof, well part of it anyway. don't get me wrong, i don't usually get seasick and i'm fine, really. it's just that writing this down on a boat adrift at sea is giving me a headache. and we're not really adrift, we're attatched to a buoy (tied, really) i haven't quite figured out how the boatman ties our boat to the buoy without actually getting wet. hmmm...maybe he has superhuman powers. ok, that's it. i'm gonna stop writing right now 'coz i feel like my stomach gonna turn any minute. *ugh* |