Do nothing day

The day had an underlying theme in that it was kept mentioning that this blogger had successfully circled the sun yet again. It was a nice vibe in paradise.

Getting up before the orb spread its glory across the wider landscape, it was a case of slip out the bed, slip on last nights clothes (so probably a tad overdressed for this adventure), slip out the door, slip out the compound pedestrian entrance (leaving ajar so re-entry was possible) and then strolling down to the same local beach we first went to. Seems a bit smaller when its not full of people. Curiously there were a couple of bods on the other beach just seemingly hangin to watch the sunrise, however the desired destination for this blogger was nicely deserted.

Sunrise on the shadow side of a mountain is a difficult scene to capture, however the ridge up high was doing interesting stuff by creating its own clouds which were picking up the early rays of the rising orb. Also had the dulcet throbs of the ferry sitting at dock awaiting departure. Unfortunately timing did not align and had to break the shoot as the sun hit the camera 10 minutes before the ferry left. There was no gradual getting lighter. It was like a light switch had been flicked on. After watching the ferry disappear into the distance, packed up, walked up all those stairs again, up the steep roads and into the compound, all hot and sweaty again.
So jumped in the pool, dried off and went back to bed. Time check 8:00 Job done.
Was given some subsequent latitude and finally got up for breaky late morning as the young ones were returning from a trip to the local bakery for a selection of locally produced delights for a breakfast feast. Extremely well played by the team.
As this was our last full day in this paradiseilic place, the rest of it was spent lounging around enjoying the facilities and ensuring the leftovers were consumed. Nothing should be left to go to waste.

Today the wind was up, creating a bit of havoc with anything not tied down, Sammi was not allowed to roam free in the pool lest he launched out it (had proven he could climb out by himself) and migrated to next doors pool, or even (given the wind strength) over the cliff and into the ocean proper. Probably where he deserves to be, cruising majesticly around the Mediterranean sea, however his destiny is to spend his remaining days in Copenhagen harbour, thus he was well curtailed.
The up to date very calm waters of the sea were full of white caps, boats sheltering in the calmer waters below. Not even the yatchs were game enough to take on the elements. With brollies flapping wildly, cups flying and general chaos ensuing on the the strong gusts we took shelter from the sun (did I mention it's hot?) under the veranda with short sprints to the pool and back.
Volleyball tournament delayed due to the extreme conditions, luckily Maddie saved the day by providing early afternoon Apperol Spritz. Somehow lunch happened around 4:00pm, this falling into local time mode is almost getting silly. Thanks once again to FIL1 for putting it all together. This was enough to wipe anyone out, so a snooze in the shade on one of the large beanbags was in order, after all, needed all the energy one could muster in order to consume the ensuing G&T's.
The pool volleyball was finally run, it was hard to call a clear winner, but the FILs took claim anyway citing age and experience over youthfulness enthusiasm.
We then then rolled into the last of the margaritas competition entry, skillfully delivered by SIL. Still not sure how he managed to carry the tray up the stairs in the wind, but he did. Another great delivey which was thoroughly enjoyed by all consumers.

And then the judging began. Sitting in the Circle Of Truth it took quite a while to dissect all the entries and this was just based on two key parameters,  presentation and taste. It was also extremely difficult to get the MIL's to actually cast a useful vote, however the pressure of circle eventually wore them down with the overall winner being OSNo.1. A worthy recipient in an extremely competitive field. Good to see no hard feelings and all agreeing it was a good game.

Once dressed for the evening it was team photo shoot time. With a fair amount of pressure to get it all done as the large cat carrier was arriving and they all needed herding again.
Our last supper together was a superb affair at a very local establishment with lots of locals enjoying their traditional fare under laden grape vines.

The family operation did a fantastic job serving delightful traditional fresh fare including wines etc. We did a round table of our personal sparkle for the week and pretty much had all aspects covered. As previously mentioned this bloggers was the generosity, inclusiveness, good humor and love for each other that our hosts have shown us. Two very lucky DILs.
There was also a honary mention for the social committee.
Catching another large cat carry case back to the ranch we then had celebratory iced desserts, a different light group pic, a dip in pool and it was Go To Bed.
Not bad for a day of doing nothing much.