There is a fair amount of cloud around today but lots of sunny periods as well with temperatures of 21C. Much concern was expressed early on about the state of the Test Match at the MCG and with a lot of the day being lost to bad weather and Australia reaching 103-2 at stumps, it was agreed that it was now quite difficult for England to push for a win on Day 5. We shall see.
Having resisted the temptation to text Joe Root with some tactical advice, yet another leisurely breakfast was partaken on the balcony watching a few yachts sail serenely by. No hurry to do anything on the island of La Gomera where I have a feeling the word manana was first coined!
We decided to walk down to the village of Playa de Santiago and purchase a few essentials and in particular a sun hat for Ray who has managed to leave several good examples of sun hats in Rackham where, for two obvious reasons, they are clearly not needed at present. As some of our readers may be aware the walk down to the village from El Balcon de Santa Anna is very steep, quite long and the knees do not like it. However, it was negotiated successfully without too much fuss and we quickly purchased the essentials. I say quickly but this means apart from the sun hat which was located quickly but we were unlucky to be in a queue behind a local lady (rather strangely dressed like a female Santa Claus) who took an age to pay for her purchases, amongst which were at least 6 purses! We both wondered why anyone would want to buy that many purses at the same time.
We checked out the latest local attraction which is a new butchers shop (very good) and headed for a cafe on the front for a cappuccino which was lovingly prepared. After a bit of people watching we walked along the front with the intention of checking out a potential lunch spot, La Chalana, which had been recommended on the ubiquitous TripAdvisor. La Chalana is basically a large hut right on the beach and we decided to give it a go. Prawns in Garlic sauce, Tomato and Onion salad washed down with a very decent local white wine was just the thing. The hut quickly filled up and it was obvious that it had a loyal following of regulars and all of the food looked good.
Now there was nearly a domestic! Ray had decided that in order to burn off the lunch calories we should walk back up aforementioned long and steep path which resulted in much muttering and grumbling from the LLW. Finally it was agreed that we should do this and after a fair amount of huffing, puffing and yet more muttering we reached the summit and marital harmony was restored.
Back at the apartment it is time for reading on the balcony and gazing out onto the Atlantic.
Having resisted the temptation to text Joe Root with some tactical advice, yet another leisurely breakfast was partaken on the balcony watching a few yachts sail serenely by. No hurry to do anything on the island of La Gomera where I have a feeling the word manana was first coined!
We decided to walk down to the village of Playa de Santiago and purchase a few essentials and in particular a sun hat for Ray who has managed to leave several good examples of sun hats in Rackham where, for two obvious reasons, they are clearly not needed at present. As some of our readers may be aware the walk down to the village from El Balcon de Santa Anna is very steep, quite long and the knees do not like it. However, it was negotiated successfully without too much fuss and we quickly purchased the essentials. I say quickly but this means apart from the sun hat which was located quickly but we were unlucky to be in a queue behind a local lady (rather strangely dressed like a female Santa Claus) who took an age to pay for her purchases, amongst which were at least 6 purses! We both wondered why anyone would want to buy that many purses at the same time.
We checked out the latest local attraction which is a new butchers shop (very good) and headed for a cafe on the front for a cappuccino which was lovingly prepared. After a bit of people watching we walked along the front with the intention of checking out a potential lunch spot, La Chalana, which had been recommended on the ubiquitous TripAdvisor. La Chalana is basically a large hut right on the beach and we decided to give it a go. Prawns in Garlic sauce, Tomato and Onion salad washed down with a very decent local white wine was just the thing. The hut quickly filled up and it was obvious that it had a loyal following of regulars and all of the food looked good.
Now there was nearly a domestic! Ray had decided that in order to burn off the lunch calories we should walk back up aforementioned long and steep path which resulted in much muttering and grumbling from the LLW. Finally it was agreed that we should do this and after a fair amount of huffing, puffing and yet more muttering we reached the summit and marital harmony was restored.
Back at the apartment it is time for reading on the balcony and gazing out onto the Atlantic.
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