All morning, the ocean is as flat as a pancake, forecast says it will stay that way so everyone makes other plans - mostly on the beach. Suddenly the tide changes, and in a matter of seconds the breeze has flipped back round to levante and it's game on! All the men on the beach sit up, stop playing with their kids and start cuddling and hugging their womenfolk. Is male persuasion really that transparent??
Oh and i hear it's the start of the world cup - not a football shirt in sight here (even amongst the english)! That's one thing i haven't missed - the build up, weeks of madness everyone convinced england will win... I'm looking forward to watching the games but an glad it'll be in a more sedate environment...
