As per usual our first day on a new island started of course with coffee. Coffee with a view just a stone’s throw from Gemini J and at a bakery too – it would be rude not to try the local ensaimada which is a croissant like pastry. In reality it is a plate full of deliciousness, so fresh and crumbly you can’t help but make a bit of a mess especially since it’s coated in icing sugar;-)

We were both pretty shattered after the previous day’s crossing so we had a full on rest day. I headed back over to the bakery for a take away lunch which also turned out to be stunningly delicious – a toasted sandwich including a fried egg. I think we’re going to enjoy the food here. Of course I couldn’t resist getting us a dessert too – very tasty.


In the afternoon I went out for a walk but it was very short, still feeling the need to rest. We did head out for a short evening walk and drink in Tim’s bar (we just had to!!) The views from the terrace were lovely and we watched the fishing boats come in.


Since we had done no jobs at all the day before we spent the morning of our second day tidying the boat, doing shopping and making a minor adjustment to our gangplank. That was after coffee of course, when we watched the palm trees being trimmed up.


Following on from my ladder post last time – there are more ladders here, equally as precarious 😉 The difference between here and San Antonio is that it’s the type of place where they cover building works with metal boards (rather than wire fence) and they even clean them – much like window cleaners ! There is obviously a lot of preparation going on to be ready for the season proper.





A French boat with the name “Clipperton” arrived next to us, we spent a while chatting to Nicolas who comes from Caen (the boat had sailed down from Perpignan) Another chance for a bit of learning as I commented that Clipperton sounded really British – well I found out it’s a French island off the coast of Mexico named after an English pirate !!
I headed out for a longer walk up to the lighthouse at a place called Sa Mola – wandering along the multi-million euro properties looking for a small gap to get a glimpse of the view they must get. It does seem a bit of a shame that there isn’t much of a natural path left, all the hillside being taken up with private property.



I found some stunning modern architecture amongst older style properties – this was an art gallery on the street amongst the residential properties.



We enjoyed our afternoon watching the comings and goings of the harbour here, all very relaxing. Tomorrow we hope to move on another port, a different view, sailing here we come.


