We drove down to Frances’ to have a great view of the local Three Kings arrival by boat. Unfortunately, the Kings disembarked while Dian was parking the car but at least from Frances’ balcony we could see the kids line up and all the costumed attendants standing behind their monarchs, all dressed in elegant brocaded robes. Later we went downstairs to get a closeup of the scene and Dian got to shake each king's gloved hand. With a white Rolls Royce convertible waiting to whisk the royals away, Nicole quipped that they were probably itching to tear off their wigs and beards as soon as they hit the highway. (Remember these were all volunteers and it was a warm day).
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| The two mermaids embark |
Dian drove Frances to pick up her car at the mechanic's. Later we savored her really delicious apple tarts fresh out of the oven, with tea of course, and we lounged around using her computer to contact loved ones via email. Around 1 she and Dian (with Nicole as our very own Arbus), plunged into the 63 degree Mediterranean sea -- FRICK! Frances does water aerobics all year round and stays in for about 20 minutes everyday; in comparison, Dian was a lightweight … BUT AT LEAST SHE DID IT! We took hot showers (the best part, Frances says), finally hung up the glitter greeting sign on her balcony that read "Bienvenidos 3 Reyes," then sat down to a mouthwatering dinner on the balcony of steak pie, mashed potatoes, veggies and salad. After supper Frances handed a beautiful bag to Nicole which contained the keys to her house. “Look what the Three Kings left!” she said. To which we said a silent hallelujah.
Since she had a party to go to (with friends who have been meeting every Friday for 30 years), we drove her to the metro station then headed home to Ajfan's place where if you can believe it we had a little pasta before bed.
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| Frances' balcony is second to the left |
We drove down to Frances’ to have a great view of the local Three Kings arrival by boat. Unfortunately, the Kings disembarked while Dian was parking the car but at least from Frances’ balcony we could see the kids line up and all the costumed attendants standing behind their monarchs, all dressed in elegant brocaded robes. Later we went downstairs to get a closeup of the scene and Dian got to shake each king's gloved hand. With a white Rolls Royce convertible waiting to whisk the royals away, Nicole quipped that they were probably itching to tear off their wigs and beards as soon as they hit the highway. (Remember these were all volunteers and it was a warm day).
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