When I was a kid, I loved swimming in the swimming pools that had the fake waterfalls and all the plants around them.
The only problem was that I liked to pretend that I was on a deserted tropical island, which was an issue because the only way I got to swim in one of these pools was if I was invited over. This could be part of the reason why I had a problem making friends. Some people might say I was a weird kid, but after growing into an adult, I have to say, my childhood self was onto something with that deserted island idea.
I always pretended I was Jacques Cousteau… yeah, kids thought I was weird, too.
I love weird people. A certain case of pots describing kettles I’m sure.
Wait – what was weird?
Ha! Amen. But I want to go a step further and go to one of those hotel rooms in Mexico where you can step from your balcony right into a lazy river. You don’t have to deal with anyone, AND you can drink.
Good idea!
I think you should market those bathing suits!
Oh, that’s just body paint. We were quite scandalous.
They were awesome.
I know.
That first frame is amazing.
I’m pretty fond of water jets.
Oh a kindred soul! I was such a water baby too…it was a wonderful, aquatic world of wonder and I was a mermaid. I did, sometimes, allow other children to enter my watery fantasy though…I guess I was just lucky that we were all a bit ‘weird’