The staff set up a special breakfast table for us on a small jetty near the restaurant. They warned us that the weather was looking a bit off, but encouraged us to give it a try.

It was nice. A single table, two chairs and a tablecloth that flapped wildly underneath the tableware. A stiff wind was blowing from the north and was bringing with it some ominous clouds.

We put in our order but only a few minutes later it began to sprinkle. We waited a bit and then abandoned. We headed into the restaurant and it was good that we did. It began to rain heavily when our food arrived.

Dodo broke out her fish guide and peeked at it in between bites. "I'm pretty sure I saw this one at the ocean pavilion, babe." She was angling. She's smooth but I could see it coming. "Babe? Are you gonna go ocean snorkeling with me?"

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