The Indian Ocean Beckoned

The Indian Ocean Beckoned

Smooth and glassy, turquoise patches dissolving into a deep aquamarine. The sun gilding the forming waves, spreading like fire, great balls of fire.

 

The Indian Ocean beckoned, “Allow me to embrace you wholly both energising you and washing away your throbbing tension.”

 

Due to load shredding, Bike and Bean were restricted by only selling cold drinks and already baked biscuits and muffins. No coffee for two hours…

Best I enjoy the beachfront and all it has to offer.

 

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