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Island of Capri, Italy
6 June
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Wow, I kind of wish that I had had a little time to go back
to the hostel and change or something before these guys insisted on buying
a drink for Sabrina and I. I feel a little weird about it.
I have a boyfriend and everything, but it's really harmless, and I can
certainly take care of myself, but still... I feel a little exposed
or something here in my swimsuit with just a T-shirt over it. We
pretty much got out of the water and were lying on the beach to catch the
last of the sun's dying rays when they came up to us and asked us if we
were interested in maybe sharing a sip with them at the waterfront bar
here. But we were going to have something quickly anyways, and I
didn't want 5to go back to the hoste, so we just threw on our t-shirts.
But I don't want these guys-- Marco and Vincenzo-- to get any ideas.
Tall dark and handsome, typical Italians.
Sure I'll have another.
Sabrina is looking a little bothered. I think she disapproves. She would. But it really is harmless and a couple free drinks? Who minds? Interacting with the locals is always an admirable
goal, right?
No thank you guys. We appreciate the drinks, but we really
need to get going. Thanks though.
[later, at the hostel] Sabrina, ohmygod, the traveler's checks are gone! What do you mean, my fault? |