Well, the good news this morning was my face hadn’t got any bigger: The bad news was we both had headaches, the weather was dismal – grey, mist and rain and a mozi had feasted on my flesh (including an addition on my eye) and I’m now covered in red lumps. I made raisin pancakes with caramelised apples and maple syrup to cheer Simon up. We went back to bed to nurse our stomachs and clear the headaches. Neither of us had slept well with a disco in full swing until well into the morning.
By the time I woke up it must have been getting on for midday. The good news now was Si had finished all his business on the internet and it had stopped raining. By the time we had attended to our chores it was mid afternoon. I’d forgotten how long simple chores take without domestic appliances. It was a bit of a palaver digging the bikes out but well worth the effort; we set off along the coast road from Sanxenxo to Porto Novo stopping frequently to take in the stunning views. The sun was now low in the sky and cast long silver reflections on the dark water of the ria, the many islands now just silhouettes. We continued round the coast where new hotels were under construction. This is definitely a growing holiday destination. Sanxenxo, already a resort was rather lovely: Quite small and well cared for. A beautiful statue sits on a rock awash at high tide and looks over the buoyed off beach. A very quaint little chapel is tucked between the shops by the new marina complex which has a car park built under the bars and shops.
Si suggested we go to the pizzeria for dinner but as we passed everything was closed. I cooked pasta on board and we sat under the oil lamp listening to a variety of music from Si’s iPod while he had a spot of reflexology. We had the iPod set on ‘shuffle’ and it played random tracks from all genres, some of which I hadn’t heard in years. It was like meeting an old friend in the street.