Happy sunday bloggers!

Im here again to decribe our day whichb is shockingly lacking in interesting events...

Well, after the usual 15 minute search for my earplugs and kateseye mask (we look FIT when we go to bed) we bedded down for our third to last night on our europe adventure. I gotup at the fairly reasonable time of half ten, faffed, got a shower, inadvertedly flooded the bathroom in the process of getting a shower, cleaned up the bathroom (there was a shocking amout of water, i stepped out of a shower and into a bath), got dressd and expected to walk out to be greated by kate wondering what all the huffing, splashing and general uproar had been about, but no. She had managed to indude a coma upon herself and only woke when i make a rather big deal of plonking my sodden self on my bed! This was at 12:08 and so our day had recieved a serious set back already...

THEN we had CEREAL with COLD MILK! Immense! We love calcuim woop woop woop! Although the people sat next to us were havein lunch but they wanted our corn pops really...

We set of full of milk and corn pops and found the beach! I hate beaches. They are sandy, gross, and full of sweaty sticky and hairy people who sit there stewing in their own unforgivable moistness. Also, i didnt have a towel and apparently people in mareille must drip dry as they arent sold anywhere! I then had to fashion one out of my clotheswhich was a miserable task. I wa then left there, pale as, towel less and moist. I hate moist. BUT the "beach soccer world cup was on" so i contented myself with watching a match for a while but it was just like watching football being playing in really deep mud. Then at half time somecheerleader types decended upon the pitch to throw themselves about in a most obscene fashion so i left, and loitered around the training pitch in the hope to rob a ball but they were just tight and made you give them back! hmph! also on the spain team someone was trying to call himself torres and he was tragic. Nuff said.

We then made our greasy way home where the bus driver took a particular liking to us due to our hailing from liverpool andthen we sought out lunch n the train station...all very exciting...then we offskied, bought some eggs for tea, then sat in our room (which we tidied up this moring and we found that she must have approved as all bathroom pariphinalia was present and correct)! i had another shower to wash of the beach and again managed to flood the bathroom which was annoying...

now, we cooked tea, ate it and our day rwally was that uneventful!

cheerio, you only have to suffer two more of these!!!!!!

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