Another wrong turn?!

Jan 4
Started of with another morning beach walk today although it was quite breezy, breezier than normal. Supposedly they have fresh croissants at Club Orient in the store but they didn't open until 8 am so I didn't bother waiting around and will try again tomorrow. When I got back Paula was ready for some more mango for breakfast and we had a good feed before deciding to head out to explore Grand Case for the day. Yet again the steering must've been faulty because we found ourselves at the ferry to Pinel Island instead! This is kind of fortuitous since Pinel Island is another thing on our to do list. Unfortunately it's the opposite direction of our place than Grand Case so I don't know what happened there. As we did an about face we noticed a sign for Anse Marcel and since it was also on our list we thought "why not?" Anse Marcel is a beautiful little spot surrounded on three sides by hills with the fourth side being a
fairly calm little bay with a few of Anguilla in the distance. We found a spot to park and headed to the beach. It's not big compared to Orient but quite picturesque. We decided to forgo a chair and umbrella rental and set up at the far end of the beach away from everyone. I took some pictures then we decided to play in the slow rolling surf. I set up to take a nice portrait of Paula and while she was posing a rather large wave came in, completely engulfing her and stripping her of her sunglasses. Truth is, I could see it coming through the viewfinder but decided to "capture the moment" rather than warn her. She didn't drown and I got some good pics so “all's well that ends well” I say! We were having a great time there sheltered from the wind experienced on Orient earlier in the day. However, eventually a sun shower came in and we decided to hit the road. It was over before we even got to the parking lot which is typical here. Showers seem to last only 10-20 mins for some reason. By that time there was no time to go anywhere else so we just caught the last rays of the day by our pool. When the sun disappeared for the day we came home and Paula cooked us a nice spaghetti dinner while I worked on finishing that bottle of rum I bought. A man's work is never done!

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