So,
when you happen to go to Hawaii and a native tells you to put on sunscreen – for
the love of God: put on sunscreen! Had to learn that the hard way.
It
was the summer of 2014 and I was leaving Japan. But before heading home I decided
to go to Hawaii. Honestly, when Mary (my BFF from Hawaii) suggested I come
visit her when the semester ends I didn’t think I would actually do it. It
seemed like such a wild and crazy idea (not to mention expensive) but the more
I thought about it, the more I started to like the idea. Yes, it was crazy, and
yes, it would be expensive, but I was certain it would be worth it.
So I
bought the tickets, cried for a while, tried to get used to the idea of being a
broke ass ho and went on with my life. July ended, it was time to leave Japan
and before I knew it I was in Hawaii. You know how Estonians have the idea that
Hawaii is basically paradise on Earth? Yeah, that’s pretty much how it is. Its
warm, there are flowers and palm trees everywhere, the sun is shining, birds
are singing and everything is so beautiful it takes your breath away. I almost
cried when I got there. Not only because I felt like I’d died and gone to
heaven but also because for the first time in a year I could understand
everything people around me were saying. I could read the signs and labels in
stores, I could talk to people without having to worry about misunderstanding
them, I could buy stuff without mistaking it for something else. Everything was
in English and it was glorious!
The
first few days I was like a kid in a candy store. Everything was new and
exciting and wonderful and I couldn’t believe I was actually there. We went to
the beach every day – apparently that’s what people do on Hawaii... like, for
real... One of these days me and Mary were hanging out on the beach just
sunbathing, drinking beer and I, being the ghostly pale Estonian that I am,
decided that sunscreen is for the weak. Besides, „I need to get som colour on
my legs“.
„You
sure? Cause you could get really bad sunburn here,“ said Mary with a worried
look.
„Oh
trust me, I never burn. I could sit in the sun for hours and still be as white
as snow. My legs don’t need no sunscreen!“ I assured her confidently.
„Okay,
if you’re sure... but don’t say I didn’t warn you.“
Mary
would later go on to say that she knew I was going to learn the hard way... and
I did. I really should’ve listened to her when she told me that the sun in
Hawaii is something else. It really was...
I
didn’t feel anything after getting home from the beach. Sure, my skin had a
slight pink hue but other than that I felt fine. So imagine my suprise when I
woke up the next morning, got out from under the blanket and discovered that my
legs had morphed into two overcooked lobsters. Oh joy! Not only were they
bright red but they burned like the fires of Hell. I could feel the heat
radiating from my legs even without touching them. Well, touching them was almost
impossible because the skin was sensitive as all hell. This was no mere sunburn
– I had blisters all over my thighs. That’s a second degree burn. And the worst
part? I was wearing shorts while sunbathing so it looked like I was wearing
bright red stockings.
The
sunburn was hellish. I couldn’t sleep for two days, my legs hurt like hell –
not only the skin but also the muscles – and I looked like I’d forgotten to
take off my stockings when going to the beach. It lasted for a few days, then
the blisters broke and the top layer of my skin came off, the pain subsided and
I was kind of okay again. Sure, I had a stupid looking tan but I was sure it
would disappear in a few months.
It
didn’t. It has lasted for a whole goddamn year. Every time I go to the pool or
to a sauna I can see people staring at my legs thinking „why the hell is that
girl wearing stockings to the pool?!“. I have the most moronic tan ever and I
haven’t been able to get rid of it. Well, thank god I’m not gonna spend a lot
of time on the beach this summer! Oh wait... I’m going to Hawaii again? Damn... Well, at least now I know better... hopefully.
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