Today was a beach day. First we went crabbing on the pier. It was lots of fun, and we spent hours doing it. I was crabbing with Alia, and mom watched. Then an ambulance came, and there was a huge crowd on the beach. The police were standing around, while orange people were moving around whoever was hurt. After a while the orange paramedics left, and the police stayed to watch the body, which had been covered in a metallic emergency blanket. Mom said that the person who died probably had a heart attack or drowned, we watched for a while but the boys got bored and went to get water. They were gone a really long time, so Alia went to see what was up. I caught lots of small crabs while she was gone. While I was looking for a good spot to find crabs the fisherman on the end of the pier came over and asked me if I was crabbing (well he just said crab in Spanish, and I knew what he meant). Five minutes later he came back with some fishing line with calamari on the end. He showed me how to convince the big crabs to grab it, and then pull it up. Lukas was the first to catch one, and I was not far behind. A few minutes later Ben caught one, and it was just Alia. I stayed with her to help her, while we were looking for crabs we met two boys and their father, they were fishing. We talked with them for a little while, and then Alia caught a huge crab with one claw. We showed mom the crabs, and then went to see if the fisherman wanted his hooks back. He told us to keep them, so we gave them to the little boys and their father. By the time we left the body had been picked up by a large van.
We went to the SuperSol to get bread and dinner. Then we packed, and went to the beach. At the usual beach it was all gross with foul smelling seaweed, so we went to the one next to ours. We stayed for almost three and a half hours. Both Alia and I were buried by the boys, and we even met some fellow Canadians.
We came home to eat dinner, and then went out on our evening walk. Before going down to the beach we got nuts, chips, (for the train and plane) and ice cream. Our walk was fun, especially seeing all the pictures of us jumping.
I will write two more times about Spain, once tomorrow at our hotel, and once from home.
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