I've just started looking through some of the pictures I took in the Seychelles.
These are from one of the last days in island paradise.
It was one of the days, when the rain was falling pretty hard, cloudy skies and those tall and beautiful palm trees were swaying in the wind.
I had miles and miles of white sandy beaches outside the hotel and the air was as always so hot and humid, so I didn't mind the grey weather.
Stripping down to my bikini, I wandered down the beach, trying to memorise the exact feel of that soft sand beneath my feet and the hot waves rushing onto the beach.
Nothing feels better than swimming in that turquoise water, while the rain is pouring down.
I miss it.