Well, I am back from my short holiday in Veli Losinj. It was very nice - the weather was excellent, and those pesky tourists that normally crowd the place were gone. All was awesome, except when I discovered that stepping on sharp rocks while taking photos is not always conducive to a continuing integrity of epi- and hypodermis, and when my mother fell on her head and got a light concussion together with a superpower: She can now make x-ray machines fail catastrophically, which will be handy come the invasion of the x-ray vision aliens. Coincidentally, the Hospital in Mali Losinj does not have a working x-ray any more.
So, when I was not bemoaning the fate of my foot, or rendering first aid to my mother, or painting, I was taking photos, some of which will be featured on this blog the next couple of days.
Today's photo is not mine, though, but one of those rarest specimen - a photo featuring me.
Image credit: Dad
I am trying to practice the third Tao of Võ Vietnam - trying is the keyword here, because you don't know how bad your equilibrium is until you have tried to do your techniques in the shifting sand, knee-deep in water. Suffice to say that this is not how the kick should be done - my guard should be up, dammit, and my back straight.
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