Another slow start today, despite being awake at 6:30am. I think that the pattern has been set & I’m now assuming that nothing is happening here until beyond midday, for the remainder of our hols.
We just keep looking at each other and smiling, as we are constantly being reminded as to what a great holiday we’re having!
I know everyone has had a stressful few years with the pandemic & I’m no different. Certainly hasn’t been helped by working in a business that is dependent upon global hospitality, that’s for sure! So it’s been the first time in a very long while that I’ve relaxed as much as I have this last week or so. It’s a hugely restorative couple of weeks.
We have literally done nothing today, by the way! So this could be the shortest most mundane blog yet!
Up, sit around. Coffee, bread & jam. Bit of a read (struggling with the LEJOG book still – it’s a good book, but an emotional read for me).
A nibble through a few of our snack supplies, including “Turkish Leys”, baharatli (spicy) flavour crisps. Apparently the mixed spices usually contain black pepper, coriander, paprika, cardamom, nutmeg, cumin, cloves, and cinnamon. To be honest, they just taste of lightweight/mild paprika. Still, enough to munch on!
Jane is deliberately buying snacks & sweets that she 100% knows I don’t/won’t like, so I’m having to keep sneaking in Lays Original (plain crisps). The little bugger.
Down to the pool with the Mr Dongle, a cold beer (Efes Malt in can, and yep, I now know about ‘Efes Tummy’, so that bidet contraption is earning its corn), some Cornettos for the bar freezer, & a downloaded BBC podcast about one of Man City’s new signings, Erling Haaland.
A quick dip, followed by a long-pig basting in factor 30, and a snooze. Charlie surfaced just after I’d started the podcast, so around 4:15pm. He’s getting worse!
Cornettos downed, and another quick dip to cool down. Feels hotter today, and that’s even with a slightly stiffer breeze.
Eventually, Jane & I succumbed and retired back to the balcony. Charlie lasted a bit longer, having a bit of a swim before coming back. I have to confess, I was so warm, I just lay on my back on the apartment floor, as the tiles were really cool. Charlie said it looked ridiculous. Which it did.
Having been the first of the pack to hit the showers (& I made sure mine was cold), it meant I ended up sitting on the balcony, waiting for the others, with another Efes Malt, and watching one of the male peacocks strut it’s stuff on the remains of the now-demolished Poseidon Hotel/soon-to-be new apartments.
With once again, almost zero dynamism between us, we plumped for a walk back the the Indian/Thai reataurant, Sandinos as the food we had the other day was magnificent!
This time, Charlie, after learning a valuable lesson last night about ‘being present/in the moment’, managed not to step square-on in dogturd (despite being told seconds earlier to watch out). Still not 100% sure why it was me that ended up jet-washing it off with a hosepipe once we got back to Felix The Goats “crib”, though.
By the time we’d walked down, it was heading towards 8pm – a “dirty stop-outs” evening at this rate! Anyway, we got there! Eventually.
Different choices for some this eve. I had the very nice onion bhaji to start followed by the Thai Ginger Chicken. Which I know is switching styles mid meal, but Jane went a step further – thai green fish curry with garlic naan! She switched it up mid-course! Apparently also very nice!
Hard to tell on Charlie’s choices (hot chicken wings, then the same as he had last time, sorry can’t remember). But basically, he spent as much time on his phone as he did eating. Suspect he’s missing his mates, tbh.
Starting to think this might be the last “all three abroad”. Which is sort of sad, and then I remember that means we can go away whenever we want and don’t have to stick to term times! Or pay for a third adult!
Jane I’m sure will be “don’t say that!”. Which I get & sort of agree with, but when it’s time, it’s time – he’ll only be a couple of months off being 18 this time next year.
A meander back, and weirdly, having done nothing, we’re all tired. I think the more we’ve relaxed, and boy have we relaxed, the more our spent-reserves are showing – I think we’ve been running on fumes.
Time to fill up those tanks again!
Night folks!
Chris x