The sting

Port of Petit-Canal

Marché des Esclaves, not sure the significance, but I think it's important in the history of slavery here.

Park in Petit-Canal near my school

Moulin in the park

My lunch on Monday. They put okra in the rice

My new gear

(That is the heel of my foot, anyone who knows my feet knows they are pretty disgusting and discolored already. So sorry if the picture is a little graphic. Not graphic because of the injury, but graphic because my feet are gross)

I got "stung" by a sea urchin. ("Stung" meaning I stepped on it, but I guess that's what you call it) the beaches in Le Moule are very "mouvement" (I don't know a word that describes it in English, but the water is constantly moving with lots of waves and wind and such) so it's sometimes hard to see the bottom, and hard to keep your balance, which can be bad because there are also a lot of rocks, algae and corals to accidentally step on. Then if you happen to step on spikey rocks, corals or sea urchins, it makes it very hard to move away from them or pull out the stupid thing that you stepped on. Anyways, it hurt a bit to walk on, but it wasn't until later when my landlords got out, the spikes, that it really hurt. Madame Jocelyn grabbed her needle and started towards the spot, then Mr Philippe came "to the rescue", and went to town with the needle and my heel. After about 3 minutes extreme needle work and pressure, they got out the spikes. But as you can see from the photo this morning, the spikes are still there but there's no way I'm telling them that.