A little swimwear conundrum has caused a bit of a crisis onboard Bedouin.
I recently noticed that while I’m constantly jumping in the water to cool off all day long, Mark doesn’t seem to use our “backyard pool” as often as I do.
When I asked him why, he said he hates his shorts forever dripping afterwards and hates changing into dry shorts a million times a day after every swim.
I told him that’s exactly why the men over here don’t wear American board shorts—all that fabric is cumbersome and doesn’t dry very fast. Then I told him he was missing out on not swimming fifty million times a day like I do (and fifty million is a low estimate) and that he should just go Euro and get some european swim briefs or full Euro and wear nothing at all.
An hour later I heard a splash off the back of the boat and found this on the deck.
Apparently our captain chose option 2.
This post is a public service announcement. You’ve all been sufficiently warned.
