I turned to face the cool shimmering ocean. It looked, as the sun would reflect from an infinite amount of diamonds.
I could see miniature boats sailing on the horizon. They seemed to drift in a lazy almost sleepy manner, which had the effect of making me want an afternoon nap. I decided not to sleep as the skin on my shoulder blades was already beginning to resemble the painful colour of a lobster.
I fully clothed myself and started to make my way up the burning beach of white sand towards the wooden looking tavern. I could see a large man dancing with a skinny looking woman who looked like she had had too much to drink.
The atmosphere of the whole place seemed rather merry and just as I entered, a large group of cheery eyed travellers got up to dance.