We arrived after lunch yesterday and booked into an extortionately priced campsite, but it does have a pool which is warm and clean.
We wandered into town after lunch looking for a dress and some new shorts. I tried on countless dresses, got very sweaty, sticky and frustrated, and was just about to give up, when we found a surf shop on the beach and found what we were looking for. A much needed beer was called for, so we headed along the beach a bit further and sat in a bar watching the brits on their mobility scooters going backwards and forwards along the beach in front of us. Before we knew it, one beer turned into five (or was it six?!?) and it was gone midnight!! Drinking in the afternoon on an empty stomach in 40 degree heat, is not a wise move.
“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.” –Mark Jenkins