Swimming in the rain

Started the day obsessed with watching a very thin French woman eat breakfast.  I assumed she’d have a piece of fruit, black coffee and a cigarette but she ate masses, I mean trenchered, back to the buffet time after time. 

Intermittent sun in the morning but we managed a lovely swim on the beach. I didn’t apply enough sunscreen on my shoulders and got slightly burnt as it was cool in the wind and cloudy.  Classic mistake. 
Rory came to pick us up and over a simple lunch we FaceTimed B/C and the kids to hear about their planned house move and to get them to see Rory.  The children were delighted to see him and kept handing him things to see on the screen. When Ivy disappeared at one point Cheryl said ‘she’s kissing you on the screen!’

After Magnums for pudding we drove over the transverse in the rain to visit a waterfall where we swam.  There are bigger and less easily accessible ones which would have been quieter but this one emptied out as the rain began to hammer down in a tropical downpour.  Haven’t swum in the rain for a while and in the hot humidity it was magical, rain drops bouncing six inches off the surface around us. 

Walking back along the path we saw a large freshwater crab (this waterfall is called Cascade des Écrevisses