With only four days left of Mediterranean seaside sunshine, the race to the tan is becoming more serious. Unfortunately, half of Team Sochor came regretfully ill-equipped for the race. While I sprint effortlessly forward, thanks to the few drops of Indian blood bestowed upon me by my paternal Grandfather, TJ lags behind, wheezing, disgruntled with the distribution of tanliness between team members. For once, genetics is on my side. TJ might have a naturally lean body and artistic talent, but I have the ability to tan.
Yes, this was the biggest event today – tanning, which only lasted two hours (hey, it’s a race, but we’re not being stupid). And what did we do with the rest of the day? Besides lounging, reading, and relaxing in our private balcony overlooking the water, TJ snorkled and I practiced yoga.
It is of little wonder that the ancient Romans wanted to control all of Mediterranea. It’s endless shoreline abounds in natural beauty. What a great way to wind down this fantastic voyage.
It is hard to believe your trip is nearing it’s eventual conclusion. We miss you guys terribly, yet a part of me does not want this adventure to end. It has been fun beyond expectations…thanks to your great descriptive writing talent, Ashleigh, and your artistic photo-journalistic talents, TJ. A fabulous job well done!
Do I see a book coming? Well, I am formally on the record… I hereby request the first autographed copy.