Day 4 - In EL

Spent the day relaxing for a change, and how nice it was. A late start, had a fry-up at around 0900. Walked the McColes's doggies on the Blue Bend Beach afterwards and marvelled at the steep sand dunes we used to sled down and horse around on way back in the early 90's. At 1100 we dropped Fran and mum back home while McCole and I went for a "sightseeing drive". We took in plenty sights, sounds and smells of the EL seafront from many a beach bar, including the notorious Buccaneers with its perennial sticky floors and hops-scented tabletops. Around 5hrs later and a number more pints, Afghani war stories and semi-censored tales about the 80s in Lesotho, we were back at the B&B. An extended siesta was called for in the mid-afternoon which reached right up until suppertime at 2000.
Some godawful schmaltzy xmas flick with the over-aired Vince Vaughan followed supper, succeeded by another early night. The last few days of Le Mans style driving and the midday booze-up musta really taken it out of me.


My bed-chamber for two nights in EL. Fancy out.

There's a lot to be said for this "early to bed early to rise" craic, especially when you start to reach my age.