Saturday 10 March 2012
Up at 8 o'clock- what a view! Porto Covo, with its pristine coves had won our hearts. We spent the day painting, playing guitar, and watching men with wallpaper remover tools rush down at low tide to pry mussels off the rocks (legal?). Charles bought groceries and we played Scrabble in the afternoon.
Later, Nicole and Dian walked into town and had a coffee and coffee-cake on Vasco de Gama Boulevard. It would seem that Saturday was the day for families to promenade down the boulevard, and Nicole joked that after they reached the bottom of the hill there was a tram that took them back to the top.
Dian took some of the leftover pasta to eat on the bench by the million dollar view, but when she left the open container for but a moment a flock of seagulls nearly attacked her (shades of "The Birds"). Charles stayed back at the van after buying groceries in town, and made his favorite Greek salad for dinner. He then read aloud Mark Twain into the night.
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| Our little van |
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| Charles took Dian and Nicole to his favorite spot on the beach |
Dian took some of the leftover pasta to eat on the bench by the million dollar view, but when she left the open container for but a moment a flock of seagulls nearly attacked her (shades of "The Birds"). Charles stayed back at the van after buying groceries in town, and made his favorite Greek salad for dinner. He then read aloud Mark Twain into the night.
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