Took it easy today, just to get our land-legs back again. The only time you feel the revolution of the earth is when you get off of a boat.
Sat on the lanai, as they call the veranda, and watched that purple sea and saw boys half a mile out in the breakers, standing up on boards and coming in. Jack wants to try it.
Went in bathing. Water is warm and yet vital. Jack is going to get a native boy to teach me to swim so that he can wrestle with a surf-board without bothering about me.
Aquarium is close by, so we went there this afternoon. It is marvelous. I think I dreamed those fishes—they can't really be like that!—there aren't any such colors in the world—couldn't be. Those gorgeous pictures of the fish, that we laughed at in San Francisco, because they were so ridiculously impossible, look dull and dusty after seeing the real thing.
