Except for one half-day of rain, which we spent in Port Louis inside a shopping gallery anyway, the weather has been spectacular and the ocean has been perfect for swimming. There is a fair amount of broken coral along the surf line, and if you walk into the sea you're on hard, sometimes sharp, always irregular and slippery rocks. But if you just float, it carries you out toward the line marked by red buoys where the undertow starts. It gets dramatically more shallow, barely coming up to your calves, and that's where the first line of waves is. After that the map lists it as "dangerous sea." Jody got scratched on the rocks, and I got two weird pierce marks on my foot that are too circular and regular to be rocks. Only two possibilities I can think of - I got stuck, twice, by a hypodermic needle, or some sort of sea vampire attacked me.
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