Meeting point 7a.m, it was raining cats and dogs and wasn’t really the sexy cliché of the Caribbean. At all. Let’s go to bed again. New meeting point : 12.30p.m. The weather seemed better so we decided to go. The dives were nice, lots of soft corals but not so many fishes. During the second, the light was really dark as it was pouring again so much that the captain was completely lost. He couldn’t find his way back to the shore…