Tuesday, I didn’t rise until almost six. Fred slept in, so he was late waking me. I did a few errands and then headed into the village at eight to get supplies I needed for the cake I wanted to bake in the cool of morning. On the way home, Her Highness and I stopped for a walk in the 707 Park before coming home. Once home, I started baking while Steve talked to friends online.
Baking the cake took forever. Steve spent the morning talking to friends via FaceTime while I baked. While the meringue cooled, we had lunch, and then I rolled the cake and put it in the fridge to set until later this afternoon when I decorate it.
When that was done, I hung the laundry up on the line and then I settled into the endless watering that had to be done. That took another eternity and then it was time to take Her Highness for her afternoon walk. But no! There was not enough gas in the car for that, so we decided to walk in the neighbourhood, but Sheba was having none of it, so we returned home.
Next up was going to Burro Rosa for dinner. BR is the new tapas restaurant on the island, and last night was to be my first visit, but when we got there, there was a sign on the door saying that it was closed for a private party. Steve had not noticed that his reservation had been bumped from the day he wanted (yesterday) to tonight. But we have ‘the boys’ coming for dinner tonight.
Instead of coming home, we went to The Surf. It was a spectacular night, so we took a table on the patio of the pub and had our dinner overlooking a small cover full of people swimming and playing in the golden hour of a beautiful day. In the end, it was a better experience than we would have had indoors in the crowded and expensive little tapas restaurant.
When we got home, we watched a movie before crashing. I was thoroughly beat. I’d been on my feet all day.
And oh my God! Rain is predicted for Monday. Oh, I pray that it comes! I’m so sick of watering each day, I’d love a break!
Tonight, we party! Tomorrow Steve departs.
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