Yes, that's right. I look like a splotchy tomato. Leave it to me to somehow be only half-committed to saving my skin with sunscreen--thus producing large red splotches in random places that even normal work clothes don't entirely conceal. Without divulging too much information, it's also been a very painful experience for me to sit down.
I'm blaming the spray-on sunscreen! These marketers nowadays are getting too smart for their own damn good (or maybe just too smart for me? Depressing thought.) I mean, if you can't see where you put the sunscreen on because all it consists of is a vague mist that quickly evaporates on your skin, leaving only a faint stickiness as the only evidence it was ever there, how are you supposed to know you're covered? Ha! You don't! And thus...splotchy tomato.
On a more positive note in relation to the 4th of July festivities, I had a very enjoyable Firework Viewing Experience. We decided to climb up to a walking/biking trail overlooking the park in my boyfriend's neighborhood, and at any given point we were able to see between 3 and 6 different fireworks shows going on at once. It was breathtaking. The only unfortunate factor was the distance, which caused some obscurity due to mountains and cloud cover. But for the most part it was definitely worth it, if for no other reason than avoiding the throngs of people that were doubtless present at the actual events.
My favorite show was actually the one furthest away from us on the coast, because the visibility was amazing. Each firework looked so small and perfect, it was like I was watching a miniature replica of what fireworks are supposed to look like; almost like a tiny drop of vibrant ink, that would suddenly explode and begin to bleed tiny beads of color against the blackness.
Farewell until next time, world...this chair is getting a bit too uncomfortable already.
<3 SVL
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