7 sept. 2011
Along the Beach
We got off the train, my wife, my daughter, and myself, and had to walk a short distance. One of us suggested we walk along the beach, which was visible from where we were, so we took a different path. To get to the beach, though, we had to go through a swampy area. My daughter and I went first, each of us stepping in water up to our knees. The good thing was that, because it was a dream, the water did not feel wet in the least. I tried to convince my wife to go around the other way but she followed us and got considerably more wet.