More rain.
Rum's almost gone.
The TV shows only French channels.
Have finished all the reading material we packed.
Mark has resorted to binge eating from the mini-bar in our room.
Have only each other to talk to as all other guests marooned on the island parler seulement en francaise.
On the upside, we've been adopted by a local border collie cross, who is content to sit between us on our porch for hours at a time. We have named her Sneaky Tiki.
Unfortunately, the fresh pain au chocolate for breakfast and generously portioned gourmet meals served at lunch and dinner are hard to work off that way. The food here is out of this world. Gilligan and his crew never ate so well as we have been doing.
Bon appetit!
Sneaky Tiki Awwwwww Probably only speaks French too. Looks pretty awesome down there. Are you going to do a slide show when you get home? Cheers! Have a coconut with some rum in it for me eh?
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