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We’re home. It was a wonderful vacation. I may actually be getting the hang of this whole relaxing thing.
We did a lot of firsts this trip. Trinity’s first sushi. She loved it. The first deep sea fishing trip for all of us, including Grandpa Art. Grandma Mary didn’t come on the boat, she was afraid she’d get sea sick and ruin the trip for all of us. It was rough the day we went out. Not a sea for the faint of heart, or stomach. But we came back with so many fun stories, and pictures that she’s hoping to go out next time if the sea is less tempestuous.
We’ll put up pictures, and blog about what we did in more detail, but tonight I’m just happy to put something up and say we’re home. The sunburns were not too bad, and we put stuff on them, and moisturized them, so that all of us came back in good condition. I missed a spot on the top of my hand when we went fishing and burned. Yes, the top of my hand. I usually get some weird sunburned patch because I miss a spot. On my shoulder, on my leg, top of the foot, some small bit of skin that I think I’ve slathered and I have not. So half my hand is tanned as dark as I get, which isn’t dark or tanned. It’s like a shade or two darker than my normal skin tone. I showed it to Trinity and said, “This is as dark as I tan.”
She said, “That’s it?”
“Yep, that’s it.”
She gave me a look, since she tans dark enough to be asked if she’s Hispanic.
I said, “Now you know why I don’t bother trying to tan.”
She gave me a look of sympathy, and just agreed with me. This anemic golden color is just not worth it.