The day began relatively early due to our collective decision not to punish ourselves the night before and we wasted little time in gathering at a local restaurant for a delicious breakfast of muesli, yoghurt, fruit and honey washed down by fresh orange juice. I know this is much more detail than is usually given to discussing mealtimes on the blog but it was particularly noteworthy as it is the first proper healthy breakfast that either of us have had in long long time. Anyways, after this delivious breakfast we were all feeling energised and made our way down to the beach where we engaged in a healthy mix of swimming, lying in the sun and, in the case of quite a few of the others, a variety of watersports. However, the wind continued to play havoc and by mid-afternoon we all headed back to the hostel to seek some respite.
After a couple of lazy hours by the pool we headed out for another big team dinner at a local restaurant where we all knocked back a couple of cocktails as well as enormous plates of food. Then, after a couple of cheeky preparatory drinks back at the hotel, headed out into the night where we danced the night away at the somewhat suggestively titled Disco 69. Though my memories of the night are not complete I have distinct memories of dancing on a variety of podiums and would bet a good amount of money that there were abundant shots involved. Eventually, everyone began drifting back to the hotel and after a compulsory stop at the local Gyros vendor I made it back to bed at about 5. As to when Monty made it to bed I cannot comment, not because there is a story that needs censorship but because I simply do not remember. He tells me he had a good night and that I was a drunken mess.
Over and out
Jez
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