Dream Trip 2009

Great Travel Moment

We stood on the edge of the jetty, ready to jump, anticipating the cool water. Lil' Italian boys ran around us speaking unknown Italian words in our direction. 3,2,1, jump. The Italian H2o was everything we had hoped it would be; refreshing, invigorating. We began 2 swim across 2 the rocks when I started 2 notice small circular shaped things glimmering in the sunlight. A short big bellied Vernazza local w/ leather tan skin rowed by us in his evergreen wood boat saying unknown words that sounded vaguely familiar 2 those of the boys. & then an unfamiliar sensation touched my skin. Suddenly we were surrounded by 100s of tiny STINGING jellyfish. We swam as fast was we could 2 the safety of the rocks. Upon clamoring up the rocks to land we were greeted by a bikini clad 40 something lady, w/ a 20 something body (damn those Italian women), sweet enough 2 offer us antihistamine gel, all the while repeating those familiar unknown words: Essere consapevole di meduse -be aware of the jellyfishes.