The Aussie cousins plus a brave Auntie Ardleigh convened on Sissy Beach (aka Baby Beach but I really prefer Andrea Casling's name). It was one of those hot, hot days when you feel like you are standing directly under the hole in the ozone layer and you would think that a nice dip in the water would be just the ticket. Unfortunately, we arrived at low, low tide and at Sissy Beach that means walking about 500ft to actual water and then it just drops off to deep anyway. So Ard and Anand dug respective holes to water and our kid assumed they were personal bathing pools. Sorry about that. At least she didn't see them as toilets.
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