Ok, here is our account of one unforgettable wrong turn on our trip. After our lunch in the Rhodes courtyard, we then headed out to the beach for a little nap. (Pictures to come).
After a little bit, I woke up and started looking around. About 30 yards away, something just caught my attention. I noticed a rather rotund, shirt-less older person sitting down, talking to another senior. I was still a little groggy from my nap, but something in my mind kept on going off. Suddenly it hit me: the older dude was not a dude, but a lady! I'd been looking at a topless, obese geriatric woman!! "Ohh, my eyes!"
Needless to say, Rebekah and I got off that beach as fast as we could. But the damage had already been done. I will forever bear on my mind visual proof that topless beaches, regardless of what seventh-grade boys may think, are a BAD idea.