In a way, the bad weather liberated us. It freed us to take the full measure of the island rather than just hang out around our small plot of rented property, as is customary on beach vacations.
And it taught us something. Something about attitude. Something about flexibility. Something about turning a negative into a positive. And that something was this: Sure, you’d rather go swimming. Of course, you’d prefer to be parasailing. But look at it this way: Rain at the beach means never having to fret over how you look in your bathing suit.