Scamp said we hadn’t walked round to the marina and suggested we do that today. It was warm again, so that sounded like a good idea.
We walked along the promenade that follows the line of the beach and takes you round the edge of the town, rather than through it. We saw some changes in the marina area, but only a few. If anything, it had become more gentrified and had lost some of its old character, although I did get a photo of a well rusted bench seat that looked as if it was falling apart.
We continued our walk round the coast and past a few houses. Watched some guys fishing off the rocks and tried to ignore the ever present chipmunks. Rats with furry tails.
We finally found “The English Bar” whose real name is The Trafalgar. We stopped there for a G ’n’ T each. At least that’s what we asked for. What we got was a glass of half melted ice with some (very little) alcohol in it and a bottle of tonic each. This used to be a place we’d always stop at. Scamp liked the coffee which was always Nescafe and I liked the food. I think they’re just taking the Mickey now. I don’t think I’d go back.
We were now on our way back to the hotel and walked through the town and back on to the promenade. As we were walking the clouds were rolling in towards us from what used to be called Chipmunk Hill which is now covered with housing and hotel developments, which is probably why the chipmunks are now down on the beach.
There were a few spots of rain before we got to the hotel, but not real rain. Just the edge of a cloud.
Tonight the entertainment was two singers, a man and a woman. Quite pleasant to listen to for a short while, but I wouldn’t have wanted to stay for too long and we didn’t. The singing was ok, but the pronunciation was poor. Probably would have been better if they’d sung in their own language.
PoD was a view towards Chipmunk Hill with a threatening rain cloud.
Tomorrow may be marred by preparations for going home!