Wednesday

Up the road to Mogán for a nose around - quite a picturesque wee place, with an authentic enough feel for a tourist island. We sat and had a coffee on the terrace in the Art Bodega; arty and bohemian. I was right at home with my strudel, served up by the Frau in her leopardskin. My kinda people!
Then off to the coast to Puerto Mogán for a poke about. Little Venice or something. With a SuperDino too, where we loaded a trolley. Eventually back to the poolside to lie and cavort in the sun.
Later back to Mogán and Acaymo for an eat. Too too much food. I may have to lie down, propped up with pillows to allow the digestion to work. Night, all.