My husband and I decided to go to the beach one beautiful morning last summer, at the start of our ten-day holiday together. The day was delightfully warm, and we thought that having a refreshing swim would be just the perfect thing to do.
We drove to the nearby lake, strolled leisurely on the sandy beach, and stretched our towels close to the water. There were hardly any people around as we swam toward the middle of the lake in the crystal-clear, warm water. From a distance the beach looked like a postcard against the blue sky.
As we got out of the water and stretched ourselves on the towels to dry, all of a sudden a gust of wind appeared from nowhere, sweeping a cloud of sand with it. My husband jumped up in obvious discomfort and, kneeling down, popped one of his contact lenses out. “The sand got into my eyes!” he said, squinting. But the wind kept blowing. By the time he’d cleaned his eye with one hand and was ready to put the lens back in, it was nowhere to be seen.
