Hey everybody it is me Dylan. So every Tuesday this month we've been

running stories from the literary journal off assignment and today we have our final installment.

I hope you've enjoyed all these pieces as much as I have.

They've been such little Sonic journeys to go on.

So today we've got two short essays for you. First you will be transported to a long lazy day in Myorca.

And then a farewell to summer from one of summer's hottest destinations.

Okay, here is today's episode.

For the last time this month, Atlas Obscura goes off assignment. 3 p.m. in a cabaneta is when your brother cleans the pool.

He calls the dead leaves into the net and throws them

over the hatch. When he's done, he walks into the house and the air crles where he just stood.

You are 12 years old and lying on the floor in your room.

Dropping palms outside the window cast an idle shadow play on your walls.

Everything you see is strange and echoed and muted

as if you were looking through the water at the bottom of a deep slow sea.

Every day you wake up late and tired because of the heat.

Before you leave the bed, you make plans for the day,

but the sun soon turns them to vapor.

Your parents say you should try to enjoy yourself more.

Get the most out of your stay here, they say.

You'd rather they left you at home and let you play with your friends till the summer ended.

But you are here in this old rented house full of belongings of people you've never met.

You sleep in the beds, eat from the plates and lounge in the launchers.

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