So today we went to Castlecliff Beach. I think we were expecting more of a swimming beach with nice sand, and people swimming and, just a nice, semi tourist-y beach. At least I was, however, that’s not what we ended up with. Don’t get me wrong, a beach, an ocean, and sunny weather is nice no matter what, but this beach is more of a surfing and swim at your own risk type of beach. Not exactly a tourist-y place to be. There was more driftwood there than I’ve ever seen in my entire life, extremely picture-esc and beautiful, but I wanted to lay out on the beach and go swimming, and this was not really the place to do it, haha. I went swimming, kind of.
I jumped some crazy waves, was dragged in by two… I can honestly say I’ve never tasted anything saltier than the ocean, besides maybe that nasty Vegemite stuff, ugh, its disgusting!! See, I knew the ocean was salty, I guess I just didn’t realize HOW salty. Insane. Also, I was like, dur-da-dur I want to get brown, less sunscreen-more sun. ERRRR! Wrong answer. I look like a lobster, no joke. So burnt. I even put sunscreen on when I got there, I re-applied like twice? My arms, back, shoulders, LEGS, and my feet are completely fried. Not to mention my face. Oh, fun fact, hands—they burn too. My stinkin’ HANDS are burnt. I’ve never had my hands burn, or my legs, this is bananas. I bought tons of Aloe and Lotion today, but I feel like I’ll be a bright shade of red until at least Sunday. Its Thursday, in case anyone actually reads this thing.
Chris, one of my flatmates, is so pumped to go drinking tomorrow. Can’t say I blame him, we have no transportation to go anywhere, we’ve explored the town at least ten times, we went to the only beach the bus goes to-today, and school doesn’t start for about 2 weeks almost. There’s literally nothing else to do. Alcohol is insanely expensive here, like, I miss Wisconsin and it’s beer and liquor prices. Sucky. The only thing we can really afford is cheap ‘on-sale’ wine at 1 of the 3 grocery stores, New World, oh, and cider. Cider is like $10 for a 40 oz, or whatever the NZ equivalent for 40 oz is in ml or L. We bought some Tui beer, Leah and I, 11.99 for a 15 pack, on sale. Normally it’s like 18.99 for 15 bottles. THE FUGGGG?! We bought some off brand Bailey’s and then some Vodka, they came to like $45 for roughly 700ml or something, which is super friggen expensive. Chris got beer, went through his 40 of cider and tomorrow I guess we’re all drinkning ciders and then going out to have like one drink because the NZ double shot is equal to ONE of our shots, and that’s a $7.50 drink. If you want a double, it’s really a quad and that’s like $15. The first thing I’m doing when I get back home is buying a drink for $3, gosh I can’t wait. Insane.
Anywho, I’m super burnt, I think I got the most burnt out of all of us, Beth, poor Beth, she put sunscreen on like at least 10 times and she still got burnt, but in patches. Leah got burnt everywhere but her face. Chris was only on the beach for like an hour and a half, then him and Fahd (our neighbor) left, so he didn’t get burnt except for his shoulders and neck, and that happened AFTER he left the beach and was walking around Wanganui. Leah, Beth, and I stayed until about 3:30 so we were there for a little more than 4 hours. No sunscreen… I guess I earned this burn, time to own it.
Another plus, I got a few good photos, nothing too extraordinary, but as my first legitimate time in an ocean in a different country, continent, and hemisphere, there’s some good shots. Galante probably wouldn’t approve, but in terms of travel photos they pass. On the other hand that beach was literally covered in seashells, I have so many to give to people back home. I still can’t believe my legs and hands burned. So weird. I really hope I’m back to my Caucasian self Sunday, preferably a more brown Caucasian self, but I won’t be too picky considering every visible surface of my skin is burned and throbbing. I really really hope this turns to brown, I hope that’s the case.
We should have our Internet kick in sometime soon, the guy at Vodafone (our web service provider people), said it should kick in by the end of this week or early next week. I hope we get it soon, I’m dying. Although, if I could miss the whole skyping with my friends looking like a circus freak, that’d be sweet. I’m hoping I just get tan and lose the skin cancer look before I chat with all the cool kids back home.
Speaking of talking to people back home, I sent out Emily and Laura’s letters yesterday I think, was it yesterday? Hm… yes, yes it was. Hopefully they get them by Friday, technically Saturday my time, but yes, I’m hoping they get them soon-ish. It didn’t cost too much for a letter, I’m kind of surprised, I mean it did, but, less than I had anticipated. The days around here go by super slow, but really fast at night and I lose all track of time and days, I don’t know if we went to the farmer’s market yesterday or the day before and… yeah, it’s one big blob of days. I haven’t really felt the huge culture shock of being in a different country yet, probably because they speak English and we’ve been in Wanganui the whole time. Eh, whatever, tis cool. Another Brightside: if this burn leaves behind a tan, Laura’s going to be oh-so-stinkin-jealous, bahaha. That’s awful… nope, don’t care, lol. I’m way too glad to be missing out on yet another awful Menomonie winter to care, so… HA HA HAAAA!! Fools. Should’ve come with me. Well. I’m pooped. Going to sleep!