Another Day

*Brrriiinggg* *Brriiiinnng*

"..urgh..."

*Brrriiinggg* *Brriiiinnng*

Jean fumbled her arm out of bed and across the desk to grab her phone. Asking Dave to wake her up early had seemed like such a good idea last night. Would allow her to get the hotel breakfast. Well it had worked, but she hadn't slept enough to compensate for a day that had been exhaustingly great. A day simply wasn't designed long enough for so much stuff.

Jean staggered off for complementary hotel food. Breakfast consisted of a wide variety of things, none of which was cereal, which she consumed in the front of her lovely hotel restaurant.

After breakfast she went to play. Her and her friend went to tour the beautiful Sanya. An hour in she visited a very relaxing spar. One of the treatments on offer involved sitting in a pool full of little fish and letting them nibble at her dead skin. She found it oddly enjoyable.

Returning to the streets, they checked out the local beaches and decided to go diving. Then she went down into water, playing around with all the little amazingly coloured fish.

They went off to buy some more food. Limitless veg, meat, fish and oysters fresh from the source. Yum. They ate at a restaurant in front of the sea, watching the waves.

Eventually returning to the hotel, they switched on the TV and got down to some great programmes. A little later her Dave called, they chatted together while she carried on watching the TV, although at a much reduced concentration.

Finally exhausted, she set Dave the task of being her alarm. Despite being placed as far away from her bed as he could be, he still had his uses. In fact, if he were with her, she would probably just wack him and go back to sleep. Then she finally went to bed.

*Snorr*

Note, for other days, activities varied greatly, including jetskiing, shoe shopping, visting aquariums and pleanty more great food.

Two weeks down, two months to go.

Back to the beach.