As I made my way from the summer shade and onto the sandy yet firm rocks, I felt the reflexes in my naked feet being stimulated by each carelessly landed rock; nature's reflexology therapy. The smell of freshly blossomed flowers mixed with the aroma of sun-dried seaweed and salt in the air was exhilarating.
I focus ahead to the sulfuric sand that awaits me, knowing fully well that I am about to sprint like Usain Bolt across its hot fine crystals and make my way to the welcoming bubbles and foam that await me.
Getting my feet wet in this cold water was hydrotherapy at is best. I slowly exhale as I allow the chills of the sea to rush through my nerves, I close my eyes and allow its vibrations to cool and calm me down. I stand still as I closely
I focus ahead to the sulfuric sand that awaits me, knowing fully well that I am about to sprint like Usain Bolt across its hot fine crystals and make my way to the welcoming bubbles and foam that await me.
Getting my feet wet in this cold water was hydrotherapy at is best. I slowly exhale as I allow the chills of the sea to rush through my nerves, I close my eyes and allow its vibrations to cool and calm me down. I stand still as I closely