Soooo, long story short. Curry for breakfast.
Walk down the beach with blazing sun on us.
Met Abba and had a tower on beach.
Repeated this action more times than we care to admit.
Lots of funny stories were told, of which none are suitable for the blog, but may appear in a pub, near us, after a few light ales.
Dogge, Guy and Jonas acted out a vanilla sandwich.
We ate food.
Went back to Crowded House, drank more than we did last night…..signed leaving t shirts, because that is normal!
Decide we can’t leave the next day, however it is past 10pm. I try and ring the travel agency to change our ticket, no answer, I try other numbers, no answer. Probably just as well as I am sure I would have been incoherant.
Got to bed, very late.
If that (Swedish!!) beer carlsberg did Fridays……