So of these which is the ladies toilet?? Number 1 or number 2
Number 1:
Number 2:
Seems to confuse everyone and creates a bit of fun trying to guess. Mr Fogg even got told off for “going in the wrong one” when he’d picked the right one.
Yes the week is up, packing done, last day at the gym, last evening meal at a beautiful little taverna, where Pops decided to bless the fish before it was eaten (Oh My Cod, looks like he’s gonna rescue your Sole)
And a final evening stroll around the lake with a wonderful sky
But now all prepared for the final slog home.
Ah, a lovely holiday and a much needed injection of warm sunshine. But what to do in 30 degree heat in a week:
Have not one but two massages at the hotel spa – bliss
Attend two Yoga classes – serenity and an aching body afterwards, nice ache
Go to the gym (more than once) with Mr Fogg and use the treadmill and attempt (note, attempt) sit-ups
Find hidden restaurants through tiny passageways.
Eat, eat, eat oh and eat
Have two cats watching you eat, one brazen enough to sit on the table next to you
Then read books while sitting right next to the calm ocean listening to the waves.
And finally
Just chill.
Ahhhh when there’s diddly squat to do it is awesomely tiring. Get up, go for brekky (healthy of course), then the gym, then swim, then lunch, then a snooze and then food, then sleep. And repeat.
Awesome!
And Mrs Fogg hasn’t coughed in 2 days, even better. Almost time to return.
Nope, it’s not my poor attempt at Spanglish or a game. This is the name of an island off the coast of Crete that was first a Venetians fort and then a leper’s colony from early 1900s right up to 1950 something.
We took a 4 hrs trip here on a boat, with a 1hr walking tour of the island. Very beautiful and very hot!
The guide we had was brilliant. She was feisty and said exactly what she thought – telling two arguing Greek women off, telling a mum off for moaning her voice would wake the baby and then gripes about the Greek government not investing in the history of the leper’s but letting some woman archaeologist dig up some old ruins. Great day!!
Welcome from Crete and the three wise minkeys
And 4 average sages
Sun, sea, fun and oozo (well apart from Mrs Fogg who is still recovering) as Mrs Fogg scowls at Mr Fogg for apparently missing his mouth and plate
Best place is to stay put on the sofa in the dry
Or maybe a deep snooze in bed
Managed to take a womble up the garden this morning to get some fresh air. As usual I have a Willow escort to look after me.
Looking forward to a restful day and recovery. Bit of a shock to be told yesterday I have a bacterial infection on my lungs and some fluid there along with a rattle. Rest and fresh air apparently – oh and rest the voice!
We wanted a fire pit near the FoggCabin and low and behold we done it. Awesome has a new name.
Next stop is the outdoor cinema which arrives next week!
Or, these boots were made for walking…..
So……Dad and I have decided to walk the Yorkshire Wolds Way. Yes, that’s right, an 80 mile footpath that runs from Hull to Filey. So we’re going to cut out the Hull bit and start from South Cave, but it’s still around 70 miles of walking up hill and down dale in the historic Wolds.
I’m just about prepared….bought some walking boots, replaced the rucksack for a day sack (45litres), picked up some waterproof trousers (well it is the UK) and a shiny new cap.
Accommodation all booked, schedule sorted – 11ish miles per day, with one day being 16 (ouch!)
I just now need to get into shape and break the boots in. Fancy a walk anyone??
Ok, so I’ve had to buy bigger trousers than my previous hike trousers and shorts, but hey I’m a few years older nowadays.
I’m not worried at all that at 74 Dad is about 30times fitter than me and a gentle stroll for him is a 7 mile ramble.
However I’m up for the challenge…..who knows, could be Hadrians Wall next.
