What day is it?

 

So yesterday started really well, zero hangover from nearly 20 hours of excess, I took my usual walk through the village, popping in and out of shops AND surprisingly for me, did not see a handbag I wanted.

Back at the hotel Tracey was down in the gym plugged into a spin class back home.

We met up by the pool and settled down to a  day of soaking up rays.

Too soon, the sun was over the yardarm and cocktails flowed.

And flowed

And flowed

You get the drift.

We spent the evening in the bar.

And today we are paying for it

However like the troopers we are, we soldier on.

Busy morning for us, with lots of water