Lounging in Lagos
DecaDance's Web Diary
Chris White and Jeanna Coleman
Mon 6 Dec 2010 19:07
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Position: 37:06.6N 008:40.5W
- Lagos Marina
Our first night in Lagos (pronounced Lagosh apparently)
was an entertaining one - we met Ayli, who's lived here 15 years, and Peter who
popped in for a week on his way to Spain 11 years ago. They took us to
their local for the end of the happy hour and then to a huge restaurant which is
popular with both locals and tourists. Chris and I both had clams and
we tried the local green wine which has a slight fizz and is only a tiny bit
green. It was so good and, to use Chris's favourite phrase - as cheap as
chips - that we returned the following night for steak and
chicken.
We said goodbye to Matt and James Sunday morning which was
a real shame, although the food bills should reduce dramatically now Matt's
gone. James is the poshest person I've ever met and I'm quite proud of my
self-restraint in that I didn't ask him if he plays polo or knows anyone called
Tarquin. We accompanied them to the local train
station which is actually closer than the marina office. It was only
€11.80 for two tickets to Faro, I transferred £100 into James' account to
cover their train fare from Bristol to Dartmouth, a similar distance.
The bad weather that is preventing us from making our
final hop to the Canaries gave us thunder and lightening yesterday
evening. It was very cold the first night here but now the winds have
shifted from the North to the South-West it's really quite warm and pleasant -
when it's not hammering it down. We had a cosy night in and Chris cooked
the three of us lasagne and mash and veg (bizarre combination but tasty all the
same) and we watched DVDs about the moon and the Earth.
After cleaning and other chores this morning, Chris and I
tried our new bikes out. Chris preferred my bike and I preferred his so we
swapped. We cycled to the chandlers to buy a new reefing line and then
towards the beach. We enjoyed clam chowder in Linda's Bar overlooking a
long stretch of beach which was deserted except for about a dozen nutters who
were surfing, or at least trying to. The Atlantic was crashing along the
beach and I wouldn't have wanted to be out there on our big boat never mind in
just a wetsuit. We then explored the town on our bikes, up and down narrow
cobbled streets (thank goodness for gel seats!) and through pretty squares in
the main shopping area. It's a lovely place to be stranded for a few days
and much cheaper than the UK. If the weather was better we'd be tempted to
stay for longer, but once the weather is good enough we'll
go!
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