Feet in the sand

Getting toward the end of the year, I am craving a beach holiday. This time last year I was lucky enough to wet my feet in the ocean off the coast of Zanzibar and I would just love to be in the same place right now, but alas, planning left to late and no budget to speak of, I can only dream.

So dream I shall and in the true spirit of the obsessed (shoes, chocolates, anything really), I will indulge in beaches gone by. I will just have to imagine the early morning rituals of sun screen application, picking out the bikini for the day (including sarong, flip flops and bag, of course - not forgetting hat and sunglasses), heading out to the beach for a few rays of sun before breakfast and oh, the exhausting task of lying around sipping cocktails and reading a good book with only the beach, the ocean and the sun for company. Heaven.

Some of my best experiences have been in:



Mahe Island, Seychelles



Barra Loge, island off the coast of Mozambique



Cancun, Mexico



Zanzibar island, Zanzibar

Anyone out there with a beach flat standing empty somewhere, just give me a shout, I have the flip flops ready to go!