If the 20-minute discrepancy seems like no big deal, let me clarify that we were half an hour out of town, on a bus line we didn’t know, and all-aboard was 4:15. Mila claims to have mysterious psychic time-telling powers, but who can keep track of time on a beach like this one?!

So we did what anyone running late on a tropical island would do: got back in the water, rinsed the sand off ourselves, and stopped for ice cream at the beach bar before hitting the bus stop.

The ice cream was DELICIOUS, and we were only a few minutes late for all-aboard.