Sneaky sun! Hanging right there in sky. And everywhere I go in Mexico it's right overhead. Which of course is disconcerting for me especially now that I'm a Seattlite. We're used to the sun lurking behind several protective layers of the "gray wall."
I will go so far as to say that sun poisoning is as bad as morning sickness. It doesn't last as long, but it comes with the side effect of pain every time you so much as breathe too deeply and the nausea is every bit as intense. But look! I return from Mexico with barely any sun at all. I kept a fog of sunscreen around me so thick that I managed to be out and about in the Mexican sun for hours without getting more than the slightest hint of a tan. You gotta admit that's impressive. And makes for a WAY better vacation. I mean, there was so much to do! I had to enjoy every day I was in Mexico! I mean, between the perfect location on the Marina, the private hot tub on our patio just 10 steps from the pool, the warm clear almost wave-less water at the beach, the submarine trip, the parasailing, burying Kelsey in the sand, the glass factory, did I mention the perfect-for-floating water at the beach? It was pretty much non-stop enjoyment from the minute we got there. Uninterrupted by the sun's best efforts to saturate me with radiation.
Take that, sun.
