Today I sat on the beach on a giant over-stuffed pillow reading Dickens and digging my feet into the super soft sand. A waiter brought me a lemonade and a thin crust margherita pizza and said "Bon Appetit". Then I swam in the Mediterranean. The seaweed looked like pieces of lettuce. On my way out of the water a man asked me if I wanted a camel ride along the shore. I declined because that sounded unpleasant in a wet swimsuit. But I thanked him and nestled back into my giant pillow.