Tuesday, 29 November 2011

The beach.

The sand here sings as you walk, especially up hill. We couldn't understand who was whistling behind us and it was us! We really stand out like tourists.The sand feels like sifted flour under the feet. It's quite amazing! Don (shark kibble) has been surfing everyday. Soon, I think, he will be able to stand on the board. He does fine on his belly right now.

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