Tuesday 4 October 2011
We woke up to barking dogs at Camp Vascellero. Dian set up the hammock and did a load of laundry by hand, with the help of Rick Steves' universal clothesline. (AHHH) We had yoghurt and cereal for breakfast, then while Charles caught up on e-mails, Dian and Nicole took much needed showers. (We gave them back).
Around 3PM we walked 50 meters to the beach through a grove of eucalyptus which, as it turns out, was a paddock for a lone horse. The nearly deserted beach was strewn with beautiful oval rocks that we collected for painting. Charles and Dian got in the water while Nicole created drip sand sculptures.
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| Agave plant next to the beach |
Back at the van, Dian and Nicole saw a frog, but Charles' adventure with a cat, bird and dogs was even more thrilling: The bird cage crashed to the floor in the lobby of the camps reception, the bird flew out, doors were frantically closed, while three small dogs tried to prove their hunting prowess. Fortunately Charles and the owner trapped the bird in the corner and order was restored. Charles was the only eyewitness that the cat, not the dogs, was to blame.
After receiving good advice from Vascellero staff member, Teresa, as to where we should head next, Charles joined Nicole and Dian for a delicious dinner that Nicole had prepared of salad (garnished with David's sun dried tomato and basil oil mix), vegetable soup, local cheese, and Anna's famous potato bread. After dinner, Nicole slammed the others in Scrabble (using Dian's handmade board for the first time), but soothed their wounds with her Nutella tortillas.
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| Sadly, we did not get this size |
After receiving good advice from Vascellero staff member, Teresa, as to where we should head next, Charles joined Nicole and Dian for a delicious dinner that Nicole had prepared of salad (garnished with David's sun dried tomato and basil oil mix), vegetable soup, local cheese, and Anna's famous potato bread. After dinner, Nicole slammed the others in Scrabble (using Dian's handmade board for the first time), but soothed their wounds with her Nutella tortillas.
Around 3PM we walked 50 meters to the beach through a grove of eucalyptus which, as it turns out, was a paddock for a lone horse. The nearly deserted beach was strewn with beautiful oval rocks that we collected for painting. Charles and Dian got in the water while Nicole created drip sand sculptures.
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