Flying Rat

There are a small family of pigeons residing on the balcony next to us, and they have turned it into (literally) a shithole. I had a bit of a play with my long lens at short range and was very pleased with the results but it is very hard to hold being so long and heavy.

Once Jen was up we headed back out to the Continente to pick p things we forgot last night, and also a loyalty card as they give you quite large discounts on rather random things so you never know when it might come in handy.

After that it was a taxi to the beach but the sandstorms sent us back up the cliffs to the deserted shopping strip. Probably not helped by the time of day but it was all looking very empty and many shops were shut. wedid however find ourselves some wifi and sat down to catch up on all the things that have happened in the 18 hours since we were last connected, how very sadly needy of the web we both are.

As the weather was turning bad we head back to the ranch to make a big fat pork and shellfish stew, watch some TV, consume some rather nice wine and sleep.