04.27.2013 - 04.27.2013
The level of grunginess is getting to me. A rash is spreading all over my body from being in a damp swimsuit all day. Chris is breaking out in hives. Our bathroom smells stale and is coated in a layer of wet sand. The mosquito bites itch, but the sea lice stings itch more. Miniscule ants are always crawling on my arms and legs. The shower water from twenty cottages drains directly into a stagnant pool beneath the buildings and then trickles slowly into the ocean. It smells faintly of sewage. The sheets are not just stained--I am fine with stains--but have patches of dirt on them so that we sleep atop our own sheet. We fall asleep on the beach and wake up hounded by mosquitoes.
The other side of the coin.