Another bit of a hangover today, we had initiated another 2 members into the Morocco Red Wine Club. Although, none of us were drinking red wine it is a catchy name and i quite like the ring to it. It has just enough words in it, i used to a member of a club with some friends called the Sunday Morning Breakfast Club No Socks, it is self explanatory but i liked it. I had a bit of a lie in as id had a few Sam Miguels. It was really nice, it was bread, and crepes with honey and jam and stuff really nice and really well priced. Considering how expensive the lager is here it was very good value.
We had a major major camper van clean up operation on as we had been out the previous day and not managed to get straight when we got back so the day was set for a big big clean up. The camper never seems to have any middle ground it is either dead tidy or an absolute shite hole. However the wife does an incredible job of keeping on top of it. Ness and Gee asked us if we fancied going out for tea at the restaurant onsite. The food is here is very good, a bit on the expensive side but this is side but it is certainly on the higher end of the campsite spectrum. I had fried chicken in curry sauce and it was lovely.
Rory has learnt this new trick which he first did when we were in Santa Tecla. He basically is the happiest baby in the world and then all of a sudden his bottom lip goes and then has a full scale melt down, the first time we though he had been burnt by the sun or bitten by something but it is almost apocalyptic in its volume and ferociousness. It is awful, all i can think about is what if he does that on this excursion, i will be having a melt down alongside him.
