Being tan

One of the main reasons I got a Wet ‘n Wild seasons pass this past summer was in fact to get some sun. And of course my lovely friends would be there. But I have learned the past two summers spent in Carolina, I do not like being outside. Actually, I like being outside I just dont like being hot and sticky. I really do like to be outside. Sit outside a restaurant? Yes please! Be outside in the middle of August? No thank you. In high school my youth group would take a canoe trip during the spring time. Just a whole weekend of being on the Colorado River in a canoe, only stopping at night to camp in tents. This was my base tan every year through those times of my life. I loved being tan. Moving to the south makes it much harder when I dont like being in heat and well sun-bathing in your backyard isnt as socially acceptable out here as in Southern California. Well Im sure people would accept it, but not in a way Id want them to. I didnt get as tan as I would of liked this summer at Wet n Wild – but from my trip to Ohio with the youth group – I got lots of sun on my arms. Its not a farmers tan – but my arms are probably the most tan thing about me at the moment. Fall is coming so my chance for anymore of a tan like is fading away… just like my little tan.