Richard was excited about showing us the underground access to the cliffs on the other side of the street, where the original villa of the Villa Sur Mer is also located. So after we got settled into our room, he took us on a tour.
Near the entrance a stone-staircase led into a dark cavern locked by a rusty, pirate gate. Richard removed the chain and padlock and the double doors opened with a long squeak. Cool!
We followed into the darkness and fumbled forward until the eyes adjusted again, then went around a bend and suddenly faced a breathtaking view. A large half-dome shaped room had been cut out of the rock, beyond which lay a terrace with sun-chairs and then ...the mighty Ocean!
Waves were crashing thunderously against the cliffs, spray was misting the terrace and whitewash framed the perfectly turquoise snorkeling paradise in the middle of a large cove. I was still wearing my jacket, which suddenly started feeling really uncomfortable on me. My body was itching so bad to jump into this water I felt imaginary webbing grow between my toes. The Sea is calling!
But the tour was not done yet. Daisy hopped around excitedly: “Let’s go, let’s go see the main villa!”
Originally Posted by booger
