Part of the deal in coming here has been
to combine lolling around on the beach with Spanish classes. The latter didn't
much appeal to A&N but actually an hour and a half splits up the day nicely
and they seemed to enjoy it. The school is tiny and basic, overlooking
Zicatella Beach, which we walked the length of to get us back to the hotel. On the
way, 20 or so paragliders descended from a pure blue sky, each making a perfect
landing on the white sand.
We had dinner at a nice restaurant
cringingly called One Love where we attempted to play cards while awaiting our
food. I say attempted because one pack had 60 cards but curiously no 4s and the
other had symbols which none of us could work out, so we ended up playing Jenga
instead. At one point Liz got into hysterics and all but wet herself (which I'm
sure she won't thank me for mentioning).
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