Blimey 2.

This is at breakfast. Christ this place has gone uphill since I was last here. It is how mildly well heeled older Europeans get through the day on holiday. Certainly explains some of the shirts I've seen. I am of course too much of a scaredy cat to start the day on churros and cava in case I get completely out of my tree, and start shitting and pissing to my hearts content in the infinity pool.
Mind you, it's only the first day.

I might need to go and get a full 'Princess Grace of Monaco' makeover to counteract my natural 'Stig of the dump' vibe in order to get dinner tonight. Wish me luck.