Nearly eaten to death

So we had an offsite on the border of Lebanon, on the coast, at a place called Rosh HaNikra, which has some lovely sea grottos that we toured. We took the world's shortest cablecar down to the caves--about a 75 foot trip. The surf was up and the waves boomed as they smacked into the cave entrance, causing our ears to pop.

Next we went to the beach in Nahariya, a little national park about 10 miles south from there and swam in a small cove surrounded by rocks. It was crowded, and the rocks made the cove as flat as a bathtub. Stood in the water chatting with my coworkers, when I started to get these little pecks on my legs. Couldn't see anything, but the pecks persisted, and became harder, like I was being pecked with pins. Kept moving my legs to frighten off whatever it was, but they became more persistent; it was like a swarm of underwater bees. Moving to shallower water, I discovered that it was a school of flat, thumb-sized fish going for the acres of peeling skin all over my legs and feet. This sounds like one of those fancy spa treatments, but these were street fish, and very aggressive. They'd hover nearby and peck and yank at any piece of loose skin they could find, and those fishy bastards even went for a scrape on my knee. I finally fled, and found out that they'd drawn blood on my calf. Little shits.