a busy day and a wild night

One ozone IV for Caroline and a nutrition class for me this morning. After lunch we went on a hospital trip to 'the Mall', which was quite small, busy and very hot. Masses of shoe shops, a fantastic frozen yoghurt stall and some bargains to be had in Sears which had a 20% off day. There were too many people for the minibus so Shelley and Bruce sat on chairs in the back, and Caroline and I took their place on the way back. It was a bit weird, felt like the popemobile, but meant that we spotted the Italian bistro on the way back and decided to go for supper. We had a fabulous meal, the restaurant is tiny, seats 14 with a minute kitchen and about 5 staff, spreaking excellent English. They gave us bread with a wonderful oily, tomatoey tapenade, a big salad, delicious pasta and red wine. Bliss!

Caroline's pasta

Afterwards we wandered in the dark down to the bullring, where there is a big free concert tonight, it felt safe as there were so many police about, very friendly, some with fab shiny motorcycle boots and others with semi-automatic guns. We bumped into Andrew, one of the missionaries from the hospital, and when some girls gave us some tickets, walked round and down the boardwalk into the concert.

The concert stage

The bullring enclosure is huge and even though there were lots of people, felt quite empty. I bought a cup of fruit described as lychees, thinking it looked like the yellow fruit we had years ago in Majorca, but it was disgusting. Boh! We all had one, Caroline said it tasted like sick and Andrew was quite shocked, he thought I knew what I was buying. He won't forget us, the mad English women!

We're safely back in the room, getting ready for bed, and thinking about going home. We called West Fleetham earlier today and Dad answered, home from hospital, and sounding good. The concert's still going strong, so we may need the airline earplugs tonight.