Tuesday, 14 September 2010
when the wind blows the water white and black
On the second day in Manzanillo it rained all morning, but eased off later in the day, so we went for a walk down the beach. I actually didn't spend much time on the beach itself, that weekend. The hotel was right by the sea, so it was more comfortable to sit in their deck chairs than to camp out under an umbrella getting covered with sand, and the pool (also right by the sea) was so lovely that I didn't venture into the ocean itself. Honestly, in the last few years I feel as though swimming in the ocean makes me feel a bit seasick. This would be a bit worrying except that my margarita consumption has also gone up in the last few years, so I expect the two things are related!
*The title is a line from "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock," by T.S. Eliot
anchor necklace: stolen from, or donated by, my sister