But this is kind of where it all started.
Tiny islands. Amazing colors.
A trail of starfish leads us back to the boat underwater after a snorkeling expedition.
|It's very windy - 25 knots - but oh, the colors of the water!|
|Between my feet and that white beach are sea turtles. And fat starfish.|
After a sandy salty week, we return to our rented house in Grenada.
Near the end of the chain of Caribbean islands.
Closer to Venezuela than to Miami.
|(See where Grenada is on my map? WAY south.)|
I made spreadsheets.
Yep. That's when it all started.