I have been swimming several times in the Sea. It seemed for a week I went every day challenging myself to go farther and farther. Sometimes the waves actually kind of suck you in and its scary for a second, but everyone should know I love the water. So, I finally got stung by a jellyfish.
It felt like all of the sudden I was stabbed with a butcher knife through my foot. Then I had to swim against the tide to the shore, which took forever, with this imaginary knife jutting out of the top of my foot. I limped across the hot sand to see what can simply be described as a red puffy line across my foot, maybe 4 inches long or so.
So this new thing on my foot is starting to look like a scar from getting a bunch of stitches, kind of frankenstein-ish. And its all I can think about right now because it itches so much.
Its kind of comedic because there are no jellyfish in the Sea right now supposedly. They all leave this area in late June early July. So I got stung by a lazy jellyfish who somehow didn't move with the migration.
So the big joke is that the only jellyfish in the Sea came after me. Great.
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