Hi there
It's jellyfish time at Hataitai Beach. Let's hope it's not going to be as bad as one year when the sand was cluttered all over with dozens of dried-up jellyfish. The water was full of them.
Last week one hit me when I was swimming. I'm ashamed to admit I shrieked and all the beach-goers looked over to me as I hastily made an exit from the water.
A couple of days later I hit another one.
Yesterday, I hit two. I shrieked both times. I hate it when my hand hits a jellyfish. I must hit its middle because the feel to me is quite hard as it slaps against my hand. Yesterday, one of the women swimmers told me that a jellyfish had just slapped her in the face.. Yuck....
I know these jellyfish aren't harmful, not even in the slightest. But they're often as big as saucers. They have a dark middle and a floppy outside. I've seen kids scoop them out of the water and toss them around.
I hate the way they spring up on me without warning, like something out of a horror movie. I hate their slime-like hard feel. I hate them, full-stop.
... and the advance jellyfish are here now. The armies will probably follow.
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