Even the busiest of trips needs some downtime. Today we all go our separate ways. I chill out, watch the ever-changing weather patterns over the islands, write a to-do list that is way too long to ever be finished, and catch up on emails.

As night closes in and the trip draws to an end, we eat chocolate and listen to the cuckoo in the tree outside while indulging in a gentle game of Scrabble. Manners forbid me from saying who won; let’s just say that for once I didn’t go to bed in a sulk!

[Tomorrow: And then there was 1]