A road right near the house leading down to a beach. Timble and one of John's sons, Zane, walked me down there to have a look. Of course, my camera battery died. So I will describe the beach for you: sandy and trashy.
The camera did not nearly capture the dire situation my legs are in. People gasp when they see how I am being eaten alive. Which led to...
Yay! Maggie found a net for over my bed! No malaria for me!
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