I stand at the edge of the cold blue sea, my feet making small imprints in the light brown, warm sand as I think about how this day came to be and what happened.
It all started off with the early bus because the car was back at the airport and it was too far to walk to this morning. The seats on the bus were hot and sticky and they smelled of a mix of sweat of perfume. The small bus was over crowded with people of every colour, size and ethnic background messing around in a small compact arena fighting for any remaining seat. The senses were overbearing with the sound, colours and smells that was just to much for the morning. I was never a morning person. There were three small children at the back of the bus next to me were chanting the wheels on the bus for the third time on the journey, a small child no more that one was crying so loud and a poor desperate mother was trying to calm the baby down without causing to much of a scene, a young couple at the front of the bus were ranting and arguing something about juice bottles I'm not sure I was not going to invade people privacy, the Rest were mainly people on their phones talking really loud which was getting annoying. It seems they are in this competition about who can speak the loudest. Some were just texting or playing a little game. The people I liked were the people who just sat silently listening to the native music blasting out of the radio at the back while staring out of the window to the beautiful terrain of moutainds and fields of sand or ash. The smells on the bus were strong like of coffee that many people were probably drinking trying to get themselves to turn on before there lives start or soap that a poor man desperately put on his hands as a toddles kept grabbing it although I did not mind it because it masked the smell of sweat that came of tourists that haven't yet come to terms with the heat of the place. Also a lot of foods like chocolate, biscuits, sweets, toast and sandwiches. They also had sweet fruit. I completely forgot food in my rush so decided I would take a pop to a restaurant to get food and also to try and avoid my final destination the beach, I don't like beaches, never had but I decided I would try it out one last time before we had to go back to the airport and home to the cold, dreary, rainy, foggy, cloudy England but that's just my personal preference. Finally the bus makes a squeaking stop as I quickly scurry past everyone who seem to stare at me as I leave like I was not suppose to go, others took it as a opening to snatch my seat and a mini argument took place which I laughed to myself thinking about how silly they look. As I step outside of the bus the cold wind bites my bare skin and the sun shines bright in my eyes so I decide to grab a pare of pale blue sun glasses and wear them instead of regular purple glasses which means my sight will be a little worse than it was. I wondered around the quiet streets which is very bizarre due to the fact that the bus was very busy. I found a small restaurant called goofy which was based of the Disney character and it was really close to my final destination so I decided to quickly grab a miniature meal of a kids burger and a coke with a white chocolate flavored ice cream to take with me. As I continued to eat my treat I found myself walking and peeking in the shop windows and ended getting my long dirty blond hair done in braids like a classic tourist. The walk to my final destination was only a turn away and desperately tried thinking of something I forgot and I didn't. I had to do it, I had to complete my fear of swimming in the ocean. It's wierd I am not scared of swimming in a pool but the ocean is whole different story. It's unique and everydrop of water has its own story the vast empty water that covered miles peacefully and the once beautiful coral now destroyed by tourists and boats and waste we dump in there. That's one of my fears of it anyway it's too beautiful and I don't want to break it. Second reason is all the movies u have watched like jaws. I know it's slightly stupid. I want to get over this fear so I decided to defeat it the only way I know how head first. I quickly find a spot which is not on the sand because I hate sand , it gets everywhere which is another reason I hate the beach. I took of the black jeans and pink floral t-shirt I was wearing to reveal my black swimwear which a hole to reveal some of my back and thick violet stripes downs the side of the swim suit. While placing my towel on the wood I surveyed the area to find it was not that busy, but a few people sunbathing while looking like they had been shot and lots of small children running around in water. I held my breath as I walked down to the water edge slowly but surly. I tried my best to stay under the shade because my skin burns easily as I get to the end of the water.
That is were I left you at the begging of the story so we will continue now. A pink ball floated in the water so I took it and used it as a floatation device as I stepped on cold water I shivered a bit but it wasn't as bad as I thought, okay so maybe the water tasted bad but because it was a man made beach there were hardly no waves for me to deal with as I continued to walk I found out I was no longer standing on any ground but floating but I took a breath I continued my journey using the ball to help when I found myself far away from any land I decided to take a risk and look down and it was beautiful. Hundreds of brightly coloured fish glistened as the sun hit them were swimming just under my feet and it was thrilling and really scary at the same time thinking of how maybe one of the fishes could mistake you for something else. I did something I never thought I would do I let go of my tiny floatable play ball also known as my life line and let it float and I sucked in breath that filled my lungs with oxygen and dived as deep as I could without the pressure get to my head and i swam with the school of brightly coloured fish making me feel like a mermaid, they didn't swim off like all the other fish do, like in all the movies and just continued as relaxed as fish could be with me in the middle it was so cool to see them all swimming with you peacefully. The trip back to land was alot harder though. Although i did not have the waves against me i still had to swim it without any help as bt life line vanished ehen i popped out of the water also i wqnted to stay with them fish forever. The nerves were starting to hit me again and i tried to keep control but just in one look id seeing those tiny fish gave me a small boast of confidence because if those tiny fish can do it so can I. As I got closer to the sea edge I can feel myself turn around looking at the most beautiful creation and it made me wander why I was afraid of the sea.
