Time to get the towels on the sunbeds.
I think the weather, which wasn’t as hot or as wall to wall sunshine as we’d hoped, was our excuse for not getting ourselves a pair of pool towels. Yesterday Scamp had intended to put that right, but the queue at reception was too long to wait in. Today I walked across the road and bought two pool towels, £6 for the two, and if we choose to, we can keep them.
Maybe the weather had noticed our purchase and that’s why it was sunny in the morning. We tested out the towels and sat by the top floor pool and soaked up some rays.
Later we walked down to the coastal path, but walked down the slope, not the steps. Scamp still has a nagging pain in her knee from the amount of walking we’ve been doing, so anything that relieves the pressure on it is worth the effort.
Walked along to a bar and had a mojito. Not very strong, but sweet and nicely lime tasting. Then a gentle walk back to the hotel to sit on the balcony for a while
Tonight we listened to a disinterested pianist playing semi-classical music that nobody was listening to. Well, if she wasn’t interested, why should we be? There would be no dancing tonight, then. Eventually we gave up and went to Kids Club. Scamp was delighted when they played Veo Veo and Coochie Wah! She was so delighted that she immediately messaged Jackie and June to tell them!
The main ‘entertainment’ followed Kids Club and it was two allegedly Indian dancers who gyrated round the floor and screamed! We followed the rest of the audience out of the room.
No entertainment downstairs. No entertainment in the Piano Bar. We adjourned to our balcony and another glass of G ’n’ T.
PoD was a Bird of Paradise flower in the hotel garden. Stunning colours.