The Beach.

Well, I can't say I miss the ocean yet. I have been swimming in the Mediterrean everyday. I get a few hours to myself every afternoon. Because I don't know how far I can go in that time I keep going to the beach because I know I can get back in 15 minutes by walking. Soon I want to figure out the bus system and go into town. Corrine is taking me to the market tomorrow so hopefully I can see more. But at the beach, you see old women with their tops off, boys wearing speedos, and girls wearing trunks. At the beach I have been listening to my French podcast and reading Voltaire's Candide. I really enjoy it. On the plane I got a third of the way through Jane Austen's Emma and was very excited to keep reading, and only yesterday did I realize I left it on the plane when I fell alseep. Oh well. Maybe one of you will send me a copy. ;)