Nothing to write about

This is great, I have nothing much to write about. Slept in til 2pm, went for a stroll along the beach and met Dave and Donna from Southampton, both working in counseling, staying at the same hostel. We spend a couple of hours chatting on the beach and wondering if our unprotected skin is going to burn in the overcast sun. The sea is shallow but the surf is strong and knocks you over. Not a place for lazy wallowing. We walk up from the beach, over the railway line to the art cafe for a plate of veg curry and rice, local tea and mango juice for less than £1. The hostel in the evening has a chilled out garden vibe. Oddly black sabbath paranoid album is playing.

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