Here are a few photos from our week-ish on quiet, charming, beautiful Marie Galante, where we discovered the French authorities don’t like our boat papers, saw loads of big starfish, drove all over the island in a tiny rental car, played on multiple white sand beaches, suffered Internet withdrawal, toured a rum distillery, ate really bad pizza, and finally saw the green flash at sunset.
Plage de Saint-Louis at dawn
Simon at Plage de la Feuille in Capesterre
Peter dreams of home
Andrew hates having his photo taken…unless he’s photobombing
Me and my real Ting
Gueule Grand Gouffre (or Great Big Hole in Sea Cliff)
Is Andrew hugging or pushing?
