Thursday, September 28, 2000
So this is one of these beaches people dream of. Fine, white sand, palm trees, and green water with big waves - too strong to go swimming. There is no one but me here. In general, there are hardly any tourists in this city. The people who live here, however, don’t seem to be surprised by vazahas walking in the streets. There must have been more tourists during peak season. I’ll take a picture - let’s see if it’ll turn out.