'Lo peeps. My sister insisted I update my journal entry to make it current, which is weird because I'm normally the (slightly) obsessive compulsive one. So, yeah.
I'm alive. I know this by the way my stomach is trying to eat itself. I had breakfast at 9am, no lunch and the hotel doesn't serve dinner until 7pm. But on the plus side, I lay in the sun all day on a beautiful beach and then played in the sea.
So there are upsides to everything. (Except sunburn. There is NOTHING fun about that.)