We anchored in a beautiful little cove, nestled in-between smooth terra cotta colored boulders. I went for a swim off the back of the catamaran as the sun dipped ever so closer to the horizon. As I climbed up the transom ladder, the electric reflections of the sunset in the water caught my eye. The brilliant colors of fuchsia melted into oranges and golden eyes of white bright light, all the while dramatically contrasting with the midnight blues of a darkened sea. I hung out on the back of the the boat watching the light gently fade, the gentle warm breeze wrapped my salt covered body, with the scent of pasta and pesto cooking in the galley - life was good.