Day Eight: Wet, wet, wet

Our first sunny morning, so we thought a boat trip around the island would be a great idea. Two hours later, we were shivering in the back of a speed boat, soaked through by a sudden thunderstorm. It was raining so hard, I know now how Gulliver felt when all those Lilliputians fired arrows at him. When we got back on dry land, another monster deluge turned the sandy streets into mudslides.

THING I DIDN´T KNOW BEFORE TODAY:

Rain hurts