Palomino, 8th Dec. '24.

Today was another of those 'lazy but not guilty' days.
I was determined to do very little except go to the beach for a swim, and eat.
The area of beach I chose was where the Rio Palomino river meets the sea. I'd noticed that there was a sandy spit of land jutting out where the calmly flowing water of the river (complete with floating rubber ring tourists) came up against the much more animated waves of the sea.
Almost as soon as I'd swam in the river water (not at all salty), then the men I took to be the local lifeguards were replanting their red flags further down the beach. Determined to have a dip in the sea, I moved down to the yellow flag spot.
Before I arrived in Palomino I'd read online that it was definitely not safe to swim off Palomino beach - at all. That's a bit of online hyperbole, but it was damned rough in amongst the waves and 'current' moving down the beach. Not a bad experience though: blue sky, hot sun, not many people to spoil the view.
Call it a highlight, but this was as exciting as it got today. Bought a bowl of mango to nibble, got 'tapped' by a Kogi man & two kids for some money, went for a stroll, had some lunch, read my book.
A thoroughly blameless day was had.Read more