That’ll be our hut then, not the thing at the bottom that’s the restaurant (Don’t have the fried eggs though, they always over-cook them) It’s the thing that looks like a bird house up in the trees. A brief stroll to the beach via this delightful bridge. Sooper.
Now you’re talking. See, slightly soft egg – bacon, lettuce, juicy tomato and delicate looking, so you don’t feel like you’re over-doing it. It even had those cocktail sticks with the grooves in the end, I like those for some reason. Good effort 8/10.
So, you wander across this sandy bit to the island, remembering of course to come back before high tide otherwise you end up doing a bit of improptu swimming/wading with your bag on your head. Ahem. Once there you can player a game of checkers. Admittedly we had to improvise with rocks and shells, but you can’t have everything can you? Still, it did make for a somewhat more complicated game than usual. It had to be said some rocks […]
This is the one we turned down, a little draughty of an evening I thought. Still, it’s in a lovely spot. With excellent air conditioning.
Right, definitely no more bloody sunsets from now on. Back to hardcore journalism.
Seems like a reasonable spot. Pat sporting his traditional camouflage gear. Note the large island shape speech bubble coming from this mouth.. Clouds, islands etc
I feel I should let you all in on a fact that I've discovered. Allured by the romantic notion of being at sea in some sort of self powered transportation I embarked on a Kayaking trip this afternoon with capt'n Pasqale. For those of you unfamiliar with the Kayak, it is a large bright orange plastic Tango container with two seats. You are supplied with paddles, the variety used in a traditional canoe – only not made of fibre glass – steel is the material of really Kayakers it […]
It's my nephew, Max's birthday today so here's a big HAPPY BIRTHDAY from uncle Rick (and baldy Pat) Happy birthday to you,Happy birthday to you,Happy birthday dear Max,Happy birthday to you! (cheering and three hip-hip-hoorays!)
We've shuffled south to find some beach action. Internet access is a bit flaky so no pictures yet blog readers. What can I say? It's hot, damn hot, again. I think I've noticed a pattern forming here, whenever you see a large amount of people wearing shorts and sunglasses and carrying a John Grisham novel the temperature increases. I suspect this in no coincidence. It's also very rocky. In fact the whole island is one big rock with beaches dotted around it. I'm […]