The Wind!

There was a strong breeze this morning and then just as we left for school it began raining! I thought our South Pacific bubble had burst but within 30minutes it had stopped and the sun was out again. Unfortunately the wind didn't subside at all at Anse Vata. The kids had classes this morning and then we walked to Anse Vata and I spoke to the very cool looking young surfie dude who was going to teach the paddleboarding or windsurfing. He agreed that it was too rough for either of them but though the kids would have some great fun in the kayaks!  I said the kids were only 11-13 years old and some had never kayaked before. He assured me that they would be fine and the wind was blowing onshore so they would get blown back to shore!  They would get some thrills he thought - I thought they were thrills we could all do without so have postponed till Thursday.  The wind is here all week though so the chances don't look good.

 After classes this morning

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We walked around to Baie des Citrons as an alternative and it was calm again there so the kids had the afternoon swimming and playing frisbee on the beach - great fun for all.
As you know, I had warned everyone (particularly the boys!) that they may well see a  topless woman sunbathing on the beach while we were here. They were to be polite and ignore!    Well........ today as I was filling 23 baguettes for lunch,   a couple came and sat not far from us and readied themselves for sunbathing. The husband/partner helped the woman in her preparations (she was unable to unhook things herself), and then she lay down removing her bikini top in the process. You may well wonder why I'm mentioning this, but it was not some svelte French beach babe next to us but a HUGE , huge woman who should never have even contemplated wearing a bikini in her wildest dreams! We had to speak to the kids about the 'ignoring' thing but understandably, it was difficult. Her body positively oozed over her towel and as Alex said, it was enough to put you off your lunch!   After some time the little husband covered her with her towel as she gathered all her bits and pieces up and popped them back into her clothing and they walked off. I'm sure the story will be told again when they return home!