Saturday, October 6, 2012
12 Islands Tour
So everybody stakes out space on the top deck, though many of the prone-to-burn (aka the British) cower from the sun below. Sure, I was still nursing a burn, but I didn't let that stop me. I had SPF 70 for the afflicted area, which was pretty much my entire back. It turns out that most of my fellow passengers were Turks. They all seemed to be greatly entertained by their own country.
At some of our swimming stops, we were joined by various yachts. Almost everybody swam. The Med was in super-fine form that day.
Of course, more 12 island tour riffraff would show up in other boats and dirty up our pristine waters, but what could we do? Nothing, I tell you. OK, so we had five swim stops and they were all wonderful. I swam, I sunned and I read some Stieg Larsson. In other words, it was by all appearances a vacation. Ah yes, but my little mind is writing music now, which makes me tremendously glad.
Posted by Igor Keller