After running around to check out the hotel, we ate breakfast in the hotel coffee shop; then put on our swimsuits and went down to see what the beach was like.
White. Blindingly, blazingly white. Sunglasses were essential. The darker the better. The sand was finer than I had ever seen. I expected it to be too hot to walk on in bare feet, but it wasn't. I figured the heat must reflect off of it as easily as the sunlight did.
"This is a great place to get a tan," Neeka said. "You just walk around and the light is all around you. No lying and flipping like a burger on a grill."
Of course that information was of little use to me. If I wanted a darker tan, all I had to do was think about it and decide where to stop. I sniffed haughtily and Neeka kicked sand on me and I kicked some back and w
