Then...a slower pace; morning runs on the beach, dips to cool you down, Italian gelato, fresh fish and card games in the evening. I also read – an old habit I forgot and remembered again.
Everything tastes different with salt in the air. Your routine changes, quickly becoming a local and finding shade for the heat of the day (between the hours of 8am and 5pm!) and sleeping before the creatures of the night come out.
Matt and the Frenchman found life too quiet and made excitement of their own; falling off motorbikes and getting pulled over by the fashion police. I thought I should check out the state of the local clinic, so got bitten (by a dog-it was not from our visit to the snake park!) and got stitches in my leg.
Life would be dull if you were on holiday all the time, right?