They were offering massages by the beach under coconut tress for a couple fo bucks, it was lovely. I smell like Sesame oil (the cooking sort, honestly, and vanilla ice-cream. Basically, I feel eatable) and my skin tingles with mint.
Ethan and I woke up early, challeneged each other to swim to the opposite island, even though it was clear that I was going to lose anyway, I gave up half way,
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