
Despite the fairly stolid intake of stodge I had taken in the night before, it was all for naught – my stomach converts all to liquid at the moment, + churns it out as such. So I decided to take one stage out of the process, + stick to a liquid diet, drink after drink. Sorry to be concentrating on such an indelicate subject, but it is of such things that the traveller’s life is made. Val + I went for a short stroll in the morning, along the length of the beach road. Stopped first for a light breakfast at a nearby restaurant – our own place is too expensive to patronise on a regular basis. The service was so appallingly slow, tho’, that the experience provided nothing but frustration. Our walk was not a great success either – the sun was so fierce that it drained us of energy – eventually we returned to Nirwana to collapse in 2 small heaps.
The rest of the afternoon we lounged + lazed + watched the waves. What else is there to do at a beach? I also listened to the conversation of 2 couples at the table next to us, all from the Greater English Co-prosperity Sphere – it seemed their roots were in England, Zimbabwe, New Zealand, Australia, but really it didn’t matter – they were all of a type. A type which, tho’ I hate to admit it, arouses all sorts of class resentment within me. Everybody organises the world according to their own vision of it, I suppose – Marxist, Socialist, anarchists all, but the white middle-class Anglo-Saxon seem worst of all in their complacent denigration of all threatening elements. And those of English stock are even worse than their American equivalents. Still, to use an old saying, “Some of my best friends…” + I could name them. But I won’t.
Come evening, we ended up at Johni’s again, mainly for negative reasons – nothing else seemed to appeal greatly. Val’s meal was quite nice, she had a great fat mackerel steak, but I couldn’t face anything more hearty than a potato omelette, + it wasn’t very nice. Ah me.
Not much of a post, not much of a day. Best thing about it is definitely the photo, but I can’t state for certain that it was taken on this day (or even, if I am honest, at this place.) Though it does seem likely.



