My first experience sunbathing in cold country

When I was young, every year I often went on vacation with my parents. Strangely, 10 times to go on vacation, there are 9 times to go to the beach (probably because the city is less bathed). In 9 times, 8 and a half times, I encountered a very repetitive image of West and West-white West-skinned men, who were as big as dharma guards, lying leisurely on the beach. Summer midday burning. Meanwhile, the Vietnamese people sitting leisurely drinking beer and drinking wait until near the end of the afternoon when the sun is gradually turning to the sea. “Why don’t they just go into the shade and have to banish themselves between the burning sun like that?” I wondered and asked that question when I asked adults, I was told that people are sunbathing. Ah, so that’s it, it’s sunbathing. Crazy!

Later, when I had a chance to live abroad, I really understood why Westerners were so crazy. Firstly, there are very few sunny days in the Korean countries, so every time traveling in Vietnam “crazy people” often take free vitamin D as much as possible, even if immersed in the sun 40 degree is not very pleasant. Secondly, the honey-skin is very popular in the West because it is considered a standard of beauty and health. Personally, these are the two main reasons for the odd sunbathing. But in the end, “crazy people” could only have a few days of traveling in Vietnam because when they came back to their homeland, they did not come back in the morning. Anyone who wants to have tanned skin must go to the beauty salon regularly to take brown baths (tan bathing), it must be hard and expensive to have a white bath at his home.

Not because I want my skin to be brown, but not because of a lack of vitamin D, I just want to know exactly how sunbathing is interesting or miserable so I tried it once. It was a brilliant afternoon at West Palm Beach, Florida. My whole class after running, jokingly started to go out to sunbathe. So I also imitated everyone in the bath towel, applying sunscreen, wearing dark glasses and lazily lounging on the beach. Indeed, the main summer sun of South Florida is as fierce as sunshine in central Vietnam. It crept through the thick cream and cruelly pricked my skin with burning needles. Half an hour to lie down and still not feel comfortable at all, I packed up the greetings and went ahead. Anyway, my skin is already brown, my body has enough vitamin D, there is no need to torture yourself. At that time, I came up with a conclusion for myself that sunbathing looked a bit crazy, but looking closely, it was directly experienced to see it … extremely absurd.

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