Happy Eggs

Paul and Louise (understandably) had a lie in. We all spent the day lounging by the pool, snoozing, reading, snacking and having the odd beer

I was up a bit earlier than them and tidied up from the previous night before heading off to the pool area. Whilst doing this I found half a dozen eggs which I assumed had been taken out of the fridge to make space (for wine or beer presumably). There was now space for them but on returning them to the fridge I discovered that a) our eggs were already in the fridge and hadn’t been moved and b) the new eggs were “Happy Eggs” which were clearly from England. I tried to think of a logical explanation for this as it was difficult to imagine that Paul and Louise had brought half a dozen eggs with them in their luggage and they had arrived unscathed (the eggs that is). But that was indeed the case, Lou having inadvertently brought them in her hand luggage!

So we’ve got plenty of eggs now!

For the evening we headed out by bus to the port area for drinks and dinner. We ended up at Flamingo where there was some traditional Greek music, and dancing, and plate smashing.

It was fun for a while but it went on for far too long for my liking.

We came home via Soulatso

This morning we got up a little bit later than usual and had a more substantial breakfast- Denis made us both a 3-egg omelette with the Happy Eggs. Very nice.