Last full day was spent in the town we've been staying in. Rain was forecast again but never materialised and it was nice and sunny, so I carried the hotel brolly round all day again but never used it apart from pointing out things with it and smashing pigeons who got too close. We walked down through the old town and then the slightly newer but still old town is hundreds of feet below but there's a lift through the rocks to get down. We walked down along the old slave trader's route (I just made that up!) but came back up in the lift. There wasn't a lot to see but plenty of cafes.
For the evening meal I had my first taste of octopus. Have to say it's right up there with clams, rubbery and very chewy; won't bother again. The main course was either fish or beef in pepper sauce with mashed potato. Luckily mum chose the same so I had a double helping (did I mention my grandad was a prisoner of war?) but at least she had risotto starter and panacotta desert. As it was our last night the hotel gave us a glass of prosecco so I had 2 of those as well. I still think it's fizzy rubbish even now I'm a wine buff but if it's free I'm drinking it!
Had to pack then as we are commanded to be in the breakfast room at 7am having left our packed cases outside the room door ready for collection!
I sniffed George's present and it seemed ok, so if it survives the flight I'll whack it in the freezer when I get home, until his birthday.
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