Cyprus on August 17th 1977 at 2:37 PM with notes of Fig and Cassis:

The path through the fig grove wound down the hill, past rocks, as the sun-scorched grass gave way to greener, softer blades, and the sounds of the waves became more apparent. Boyce saw Amandine at the shore, arms outstretched, soaking in the sun, the sleeves of her sheer paisley dress and gossamer curls billowing in the sea breeze. He sure was a long way from Cleveland.