All I can say is that I was so happy to catch up on some reading, 2 books at once, a magazine, music practice and a well deserved pedicure.  Sand, sand, dirt, thongs, walks over gorges, rocks, mountainous ranges poor feet really needed some indulgence before heading off for the next few months of trekking.

Our happy campers were keen to introduce us to the art of darts, a range of card games that I had trouble with, as I'd never played and thought diplomatically to leave those interests to Daniel.  In the meantime, my cold got worse with the temperature rising the loss of voice and the temperature during the days in the 30's with no dip in the pool and the only strategy was to stay away from others so as not to send on the virus.  

 

Instead, more reading, television, television, television. Was I sick or was I sick of television?

We did spend one more evening with another 2 couples from the camp where we went into Cullen Bay for dinner at Seafood on Cullen.  I decided to see if there was anything written up about it on the web.  Some good reports some not so good.  Doesn't matter a night out in this part of their beautiful city was worth seeing.  We arrived with the 2 couples already seated, with a perfect table on the outside to see the gorgeous sunset on the sea.  The colours ranged from soft gold, to a mix of of almost purple once the sun met the deep blue.

The food was smorgasbord, sensationally fresh with oysters, prawns, crab, followed by a fantastic mix of Asian hot dishes including pork, lamb, beef, rice, noodles, fresh salads.....the list just goes on.  What more could we say.  Food was great, the company so much appreciated
having been on the road most of 24/7 just the 2 of us for some time. In fact blessed to be with others for some exchange of others' verbal communication.