Sea Encounters

By the end of last November, I went to an island for some college trip. To be honest, I don't like beaches or anything near the ocean. Ironically, I have to stand it for couple of years ahead. I have a major in oceanography, and it means I need to be that close to oceans. I enjoy the view, really. But I just don't feel it. Mostly I just sleep in the boat, and it was Kasabian on my iPod. 3 hours journey just don't get any better. I don't have a seasick, I can't stand doing nothing. Imagine this, you're going on a trip to some beautiful island and it takes like, 4 hours to get there. If you're too much of an excitement, your 4 hours of journey meant nothing, for you it feels like you're just sit there for half an hour. For me? Nah, you wish. I can't stand it. It feels like standing in an extremely long queues where I'm at the end of the lines. Seriously, I dislike oceans, seas, whatever. But I have to like it. Or maybe I just don't take it too personally. At least I develop great pictures.

We got there by a fisherman boat, the boat was in colour blue as I remember, and it had a small toilet with unsalted water, but if you pee there, you pee the sea.

All of the pictures were taken by my yashica, for full photostream just kindly visit my flickr. If you wish to put the pictures on your websites or somewhere, I hope you ask my permission first or put a link back to me, or just mention me on Twitter, thank you for your concern. Good night!