I woke early, hearing the rain pelting the Inn’s windows. I lay next to Sarah for a while, listening to the rain and some far distant thunder. The room was cool and damp, with the distinct aroma of the sea. To me, the rain was the perfect excuse for us to stay in the room all day. It seemed like a reasonable plan. I looked out the window towards the churning and rolling waves of the sea, and watched the rain fall on the I...