This little girl (above and below) was working hard ... digging holes for sun umbrellas, etc. She was about 8 years old. And smiling.
And a long shot of Isla De Piedra, before the crowds. The water was ... as perfect as water can be: just a smidge cool, and clear. Reasonable waves if one wanted to ride them. Each time Greg or I went in we really had to force ourselves to return to the beach.
(A middle-aged Canadian did a little dancing beside her table, too.) It was a 2 margaritas + 3 beer day.
(A middle-aged Canadian did a little dancing beside her table, too.)