Anton & Mary'S Bed & Breakfast
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Free parking
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... Chris knocking, we finally managed to wake her up (it took us at least 20 minutes) - it seemed to be the combined bell and knock that did the trick. We felt so bad for arriving so late, especially as she hadn't read her emails so didn't know we were arriving late. Anyway we are here now and she still appeared happy to see us! Breakfast is being served at 8am, so a bit of a lie in to tomorrow, followed by some cycling. We are now 13 hours ahead of the ...
... its freezing temperature. It was probably the group of school children that leapt into it carefree that motivated us to do likewise.
“Imagine an Alien watching a documentary on humans, just how would you explain this?”
Here we were, darkness setting in around us, the occasional flashing of cameras lighting up the evening sky, the rain spluttering out like a broken shower head, and the rushing of the tide ...
... and if at any point in the day they slip their shoes off, they receive a punishment. It becomes a wonder how the students find meaning in their uniforms when the staff are so lax with theirs, but I suppose that there must be legitimacy somewhere in there.
The timing of staff and students is also far different from the US. At 8:45 (have I mentioned yet that this is when school starts? Talk about a different ...
... up from beneath the sand. Note, both get very busy, so it's a bit of a fight for that picture-postcard snap, or a potentially lucrative digging site on the beach, but when you're surrounded by strangers all frantically digging before the next wave strikes, it all becomes part of the fun. And so after a few days living life as a pair of beach-bums, it was time to return to the big smoke, or should that read big volcanic steam vent... Phil and Mups ...