دەم ئېلىشنىڭ ئاخىرقى كۈنى - ھۇزۇرلىنىڭ

And on our last day of vacation, we are once again awakened by radiant sunshine - wonderful. Grandpa waves goodbye to us one last time - I shout out to him from a distance, 'Bye, bye - we are leaving tomorrow', but he doesn't seem to hear with the swimming cap on his head. Our landlady tells us that he is 85 years old and that water aerobics keeps him in good health. He definitely deserves both of our respect.

For our last day, snorkeling is of course on the program again. For this, we go to Anse Soleil, which appears in all its glory in the sunshine. We explore the underwater world on the right and left of the bay, which enchants us one last time. At one point, we come across another snorkeling couple, both wearing fins on their feet, which seem to attract a small school of fish - the little fish seem to nibble at the couple's feet - simply cool. I consciously decide not to bring the underwater camera, I just want to enjoy the natural spectacle and store it deep in my mind for the next few weeks.

We stay at the beach for a short while, warm up a bit, and then go back to Victoria, where I pay a final visit to the deserted swimming pool.

After a stopover at our home, we head back to Anse Soleil for a last (or rather our second real) sunset, where we snorkeled in the morning. We look back on 2 fantastic vacation weeks that we were able to experience here. On the way home, we see the horizon glowing from the car, which forces us to stop again - wow! The island couldn't make the farewell tomorrow any harder.

In the evening at home, the less pleasant part of the day then follows, the suitcases want to be packed. Well, but we are already experienced and so it goes very quickly. The whole time I wait for a visit from my very special vacation friend, the white cat ('Cloud'). The tuna has been waiting in front of our door for a while now, but somehow she doesn't come. But then at 11:00 p.m., Mom spots her through the window, of course, who would miss out on the delicious tuna...? And it's funny, but I've become incredibly attached to this animal, she has become very trusting by now, lets me stroke her, rubs against my legs, and somehow seems to want to thank me for this 'midnight snack'. Finally, she lies down in front of our front door, all 4 legs stretched out, and her eyes close - she couldn't make the farewell any harder for me. But maybe the next guests will spoil her just as much as we did - at least I hope so. And this wishful thinking makes this very special farewell somehow more bearable.

And so, after the eventful, beautiful day of vacation, we simply fall into bed, before the alarm clock signals the start of the journey home at 5:00 a.m. But all good things come to an end, and the next vacation will definitely come...