Tanning? Try Burning!

So, since I'm so pasty white, and we'll be spending a couple of weeks in the hot Balinese tropical sun, Leslie convinced me to go tanning this week to get some sort of base color. On Sunday, I went for the first time, choosing the high pressure bed. All I know is that means you can stay longer under the lights, the tan comes on more gradually (and lasts longer) and is more expensive.

Fortunately, this tanning salon is going out of business and is selling tanning sessions individually for 50% off. That's the real reason I agreed to Leslie's suggestion.

Anyway, after that first session, I didn't notice a whole lot of color difference, so Leslie suggested I try the medium pressure bed the next day. Boy, got some color after that one. I rinsed and repeated with another high pressure followed by a medium pressure. Results?

Today I'm red as a lobster! I'm so burnt I feel like I fell asleep on the beach. I'm wondering how many people at work are looking at me and thinking what kind of freak is this guy - it's cloudy Seattle and he's burnt - and he's gone nowhere.

Leslie tells me that it will transform into a nice tan, and already she thinks I'm more handsome with some color in my face.