This is the perfect image of a beach in my mind. So it becomes real. I call it a vacation. I do mean vacation. It is the life to lie on the beach and do nothing. It is not travel. When I travel, I will create a very intensive schedule and put as much places into the schedule as possible. Sanya is not the place for this kind of traveler. It offers quiet beach so time can stop there.
View from under the umbrella.
Haha. My two big feet with sands on them.
The sands volleyball site. No body was playing – they are all lying on the comfortable
Wendy was running to me while I lied on the long bench, enjoying the sunlight.
People are so relaxed. They just sit there hours and hours.
Lovely bell hanging near the beach, acting as the warning bell at emercency.
Beach at around 7:00 PM.