The last few days of our trip were bittersweet...
Bocce Ball at the Cavagnaro's house.
Rubbing an ice cube on my face... yep, it was hot outside.
I didn't know Andrew could walk on his hands!
Or do back flips!
He's my favorite.
I want to end on a positive note, but I can't add this photo without mentioning this man. His name was Cardigan Hodge, and he was the pilot who flew us from Anguilla to Puerto Rico.
Unfortunately, he passed away recently.
I took this photo when I sat up front with him on the plane, and he was very kind to me. Life is too short and so unexpected. I had a wonderful time in Anguilla, and people like Cardigan are the reason why my stay was so pleasant. It was an honor meeting him and the other extremely warm-hearted people of Anguilla. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
I hope to be back very, very soon!