Like most days in Granada, it was hot. We friends set out to cool ourselves in a familiar place, and not long after our arrival the sky opened up. The drizzle was warm, as was the water, as I watched the rain drops turn the glass lake into diamonds. I was offered a tube, I grabbed my camera and, laying my head back into the water, held to the back of a moving kayak.
Later I would find that the waterproof latch on my camera was not quite closed.