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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Swimming pool
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... raked the sand flat with a garden rake. The tender went back to the yacht and picked up some Russian family, complete with a Au pair for the kids. You have to ask the question, if you have a luxury yacht why would you pull up at a public beach, when you could go anywhere you want?
Had a very relaxing day, lunch at the bar again ...
... Ray managed to consume about 3 glasses of brandy, with the hope that it will kill his bugs. Let hope it works. If it doesn't, it doesn't matter, he still looked like he enjoyed it!
It is a hot night, so I again will sleep up on the deck. Jo is sleeping in the kitchen to stay away from Ray who was confined to the leprosarium.
It is quite late so I will say good night. Just remember though, I never mentioned Dianne age.
... park. The road allows access but one has to pay to venture off onto the hiking and cycling trails. In retrospect I think we “transgressed” and ventured into the “restricted” area, without paying. We had come to the end of the tar road at Pomena village but continued on a gravel single track road for a bit.
This “ended” and there was a gate. It was open but the ...
... hot spots have begun to close. Realising we knew next to nothing about Marco Polo, aside from the infamous pool game, we spent a few koner and went to the local museum for an forty minute audio presentation, accompanied by beautiful scenes, created with models. Inspired to read the book, we left the museum and got to the bell tower at dusk, just in time to see the sun go down, the moon come up and the beautiful city below fade into darkness. Korčula is ...
... fainted at the table. He gave us plenty of warning. And the waiter was helpful, with ice in a napkin, on the back of his neck. After about 20 minutes, Keith was feeling well enough to move. Not exactly the memory of Bosnia I had wanted, I thought, as it was just really such a flyby trip through, that eating a meal there would at least cement a memory with the place for us and the kids in years to come. And as we discussed in the car the last time Poppy had ...