We had ordered a taxi to go the short distance to the airport, but it did not arrive, so we walked to the rank and fortunately one was there. It was so sad watching Lara head off through security with her back -pack. We were quite subdued afterwards and spent the day by and in the pool. The mermaid was there again, this time with snorkel and mask and Dad. No armbands. John had a conversation with the Dad, who has been teaching her to swim since she was two. It turns out they are Swedish, she is four and they are having a summer in the Med before she starts school if his work allows. We hope they can have this special summer together.