Thursday, September 13: A routine day on the Mediterranean
1. Fried bread and fruit for breakfast.
2. Walk to the reception hall where weefee is available.
3. Join The Bob and Alice for a walk to the bike rental, where Alice is the only taker on a rental.
4. Sandy and I walk, under partly cloudy skies and against good head winds, while Alice rides a couple of kilometers to a Super Market.The Bob heads poolside with a book – the preferred option for one recovering from knee surgery!
5. Alice extended her bike explorations while S and I sat and read, and awaited the re-opening of the store at 3:00. (It seems like France has its own version of the Mexican ‘Siesta’.)
6. Strong winds (present since arrived here) pushed us home. Temperatures were pleasant enough for shorts and tees, but not swimming!
7. Supper at the Padgham’s was wonderful, refreshing, and recognizably familiar – fried chicken, rice and salad.
8. Good conversations until bed time.
Another day…another Euro…er, bunch of Euros!
La Plume, etc.
roadquill1 
“The Bob” – is that his rank, position, job description? Does he float in water with a line and hook trailing from his big toe (although I guess that would make him “The Bobber”)?
Jean-Paul
September 14, 2012 at 7:53 am
“The Bob” refers to a wilderness area in Montana named after Bob Walsh. A T-shirt has been created with his picture on it, and is labelled “The Bob”. Bob Padgham wears this, so I have taken to calling him The Bob. And…Bob’s your Uncle …REALLY! But not Uncle The Bob…just Uncle Bob i.e. ME! (Robert Anthony)
coastmariner
September 14, 2012 at 12:12 pm