a blight to our world . . .

Certainly visiting down here, it's hard to deny the calm, tranquility and natural beauty of the islands and beaches, and the warm friendliness of the locals.

It doesn't seem to matter where you go, you're drawn to the ocean, and the pristine sand of the endless beaches.

Except that a glance behind you will reveal it's not so pristine. Where driftwood and the occassional glass bottle with a message inside used to get washed up, the shoreline is now littered with the garbage and bane of the planet we inhabit - plastic! There's no escaping it, and since it is not biodegradable, it will still all be here long after we're all gone.

This is an ugly reminder of the right mess we've made of our world, and it seems there's no remedy. It will only get worse. It's not until you see it in reality, rather than on the nightly news, that you realize this is duplicated on every shoreline around the globe, and we're all responsible. Or should that be, irresponsible. Chucking stuff in the ocean does not make it go away!

And what an ocean! Who could believe that so many blues exist.