Routinely I woke early but the girls were still asleep so I dressed quietly and left the room and didn’t disturb them. I planned to walk and find the old town but I managed to miss the footpath that was the direct course to the top of the hill and the route via the energy sapping hairpin bending road seemed, after only a short time a bit long and arduous, and it took me past a warehouse site with a big growling guard dog.
It was chained up but I decided not to push my luck and I returned to the hotel where I sat by the pool, had a conversation with the owner and did some reading. The wind had dropped and the weather prospects were very promising.
Have Bag, Will Travel 