I had never been so happy to see the sun than yesterday morning. Everyone was happy to see its brightness - my new friend who works at the hotel, the taxi driver and the waiter who brought me the Sangria Festival and shrimp salad on the beach (yum). Everyone sang a little louder and smiled a little wider.
A tropical place means rain. And it turns out this was the fourth rainiest May in recorded history here.
I thought I'd get a last hour of rays in by the hotel's rooftop pool. This is what I see and sprinkles are falling. That's okay though, you're supposed to get wet in the pool. Maybe it will blow over.
Now that I've explored the city on a sunny day, I appreciate the cloudy, rainy ones even more. It's cooler and my skin doesn't bake. I think the clouds were part of the reason I walked and walked two days ago.
I thought I'd get a last hour of rays in by the hotel's rooftop pool. This is what I see and sprinkles are falling. That's okay though, you're supposed to get wet in the pool. Maybe it will blow over.
Now that I've explored the city on a sunny day, I appreciate the cloudy, rainy ones even more. It's cooler and my skin doesn't bake. I think the clouds were part of the reason I walked and walked two days ago.
The morning at the beach yesterday was incredible. My feet are at home in the sand. The Atlantic is rough. I enjoyed going out into the ocean but those crashing waves knocked me on my ass a couple of times and sent me diving for my Carrera shades. One wave was so strong it almost pulled my bikini bottoms off.
Now I want to come back and take surfing lessons and scuba dive and snorkle and explore the rest of the island. I always love a new adventure. If there are waves, you might as well use them!
Love to the single girls,
Addison
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