
We had the best time doing nothing besides swimming.

And reading.

And playing with the pups.

And drinking some sort of South African alcohol that tasted a lot like Bailey's.

And more drinking of that stuff.

And more swimming.

Splashing.

Jackie O'ing.

Peering.

Flippering.

Monkeying.

Spying.

BBQing.

Eating.

Heading home, exhausted.
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