Last night was not comfortable. Somewhere someone chatted away, quite loudly, a man and a woman until around 2a.m. So either the walls have become incredibly thin, or a door was open onto a balcony and the noise filtered in through the window. Either way it was a pain and I did complain to the lovely lady at reception, who was mortified, and said, “The whole point of the hotel is peace and quiet.” She has made a note and asked us to report back in the morning if it happens again. The silly thing about that sort of situation is that you are constantly thinking, ‘oh this will stop in a minute, surely.’ And, of course, it doesn’t.
To happier matters. Nothing happened today, we lounged by the sea and for those old enough to remember, the setting on the camera would have been ‘cloudy, bright.’
We ate tonight for the last time in our favourite Taverna, and we now know the noisy folk are in room 104, next door. It is ten past ten and they are out on their balcony. She is laughing like a Hyena, which is lovely until you want to go to sleep.
And that was today. We got our letter telling us when to turn up at the airport. It has been wonderful, the forecast for tomorrow is looking really good for our last day.
Thank you so much for reading. Take care M & M.