Is that a sea urchin in you're foot or are you just happy to see me

It's soooo wonderful to not remember the last time I used a computer and to also not remember what I did when I used it last. Makes the stories go so much further.

First off I want to say that Matt and I have tried to start a "Quote of the day" for the trip where each day we pick something crazy that someone said and yadda yadda pretty self explanitory. The thing is, Jen killed it right off the bat. "I've got the worlds tightest sphincter." Seriously, there is no longer a point to having a competition at all, it's over, done, finito (that's for you Erin), there is nowhere to go but down after that comment.

I really wish I would have been keeping a better journal, I feel like I've forgotten 1/2 of the things we did on this trip that weren't sleeping. The dreams of magical elephants are vividly remembered.

So yes, I somehow managed to step on a sea urchin, it stuck me right in the big toe, maybe 5 or 6 spikes. This sorta pissed me off the most because we were just jumping into deep water and the urchin was actually on the side of the cement wall that I was trying to climb to get out. Whatever, no big deal, it hurt, I cried, matt pee'd on my foot to make it better and we were back to fun water sports. THEN, on the way back down the peer and home to mirijana (our house mother) I side stepped an old man laying out his towel by sorta jumping over it and he got all pissed at me. WHAT? "No, it's not OK!" he says to me, hahaha, grumpy old men. That's not the end of the broken story though. The next day we head out to (this is all on Rab island by the way, look it up, we were staying in Rab city), so we head out to a different beach on the northern part of the island which is supposed to have nice beaches. We get there and every beach we find is packed so we pick one as far north as we can and it's all full so we start hiking further up the coast to see if there is a decent spot (it's pretty rocky) to sit/swim. Finally we find one, I take off my sunglasses (*prescription), my sandals, and as I'm walking to where the rock naturally provides a path into the water I notice written on the back of a big rock (at this point i'm really close to this rock) "FKK NUDE". I then laughed and noticed that there were people across the small beach that weren't wearing anything and were proud of it. At least I think, I wasn't wearing my glasses, whew. So I walk into the water and step on an urchin, I'm not sure why I wasn't closely watching the rock for urchins but needless to say I wasn't. Square in the heel, 7-9 black thorns in my foot. I actually had to pull the urchin off, which I did in haste not ever realizing that my fingers were extremly vulnerable. Turns out they didn't get hit but now I've got 2 foot tatoos. Sorry mom, I guess I broke our promise. Matt was a little squeemish to pee on my foot at this point so I went up to the random nude guy and he took care of it, nice folks those nudies.

Well, I'm off to make more memories.
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