Morning Heat
After a constant go-go-go for the past three days, today is the day when we finally get to chill, sleep in, slack around a little more and all that good stuff. This is partly because somehow we got Andi to convince us that for snorkeling, it's best for us to leave after 10 otherwise the tide, or whatever, would make the water murky, ladida. (maybe it is? I don't know really) Yet, we nodded along because the sound of 'not having to wake up at 5 in the morning' sounds really grand. Especially in your holiday, really.
After a constant go-go-go for the past three days, today is the day when we finally get to chill, sleep in, slack around a little more and all that good stuff. This is partly because somehow we got Andi to convince us that for snorkeling, it's best for us to leave after 10 otherwise the tide, or whatever, would make the water murky, ladida. (maybe it is? I don't know really) Yet, we nodded along because the sound of 'not having to wake up at 5 in the morning' sounds really grand. Especially in your holiday, really.
Although, when I stepped out our
warm hotel rooms (this is not a compliment to the establishment), I did feel a
pang of regret. The heat is, uncanny. Although later I did realize it doesn't
matter what time of the day, IT DOESN'T GET ANY COOLER. The heat is constantly
brutal from the second the sun is out and about. In other words, whether it's
7.30 or 1.30, you can not escape the South Sulawesi heat. My husband had a
hand-shaped sunburn to proof it.
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| A cute beach pup |
