Day 4 - Sore heads, and lost keys

13:00
There are some sore heads at Camp Fun today. Eddie describes his condition as ‘grizzly’ and Nicci somewhat regrets the last bit of Slivja Rakija we shared before bedtime. We’re delighted, however, that there appears to have been no significant leaking overnight, despite some pretty heavy rain, and a spectacular thunderstorm around 02:00. For my part, I sleep pretty poorly. Very wakey, and according to my Garmin watch, not much deep sleep at all. I suspect today will be a low powered day.

Vicki is still catching up on sleeps, and banks another 10 hours. She’s a marvel that woman. We have a late breakfast of eggs on toast around 11:00, and I repair to bed with my eyes on a nap.

19:30
My low powered prediction has been proven right. We’ve had occasional rain showers, and played some games in the covered terrace area near the pool. Vicki is victorious in the Shut the Door competition, whilst Shenda and I take the prize for the Who’s In The Bag event. The villa owner and her handyman have been round while I was snoozing, and hopefully dealt with the guttering issues for the next round of heavy rains. The wind is getting up, and we’re a little concerned that there are stills storms brewing.

Eddie and Whiskas have been out on some hired bikes today, with little success. There’s a bike path that leads down to Kotor, but which suddenly disappears as you arrive into town. They use the road, and are admonished by a local traffic cop. Apparently roads are for cars. They can’t use the pavement, as it’s jammed with pedestrians. There appears to be no other option. More than a little non-plussed, they return to the villa.

There are staggering views of the sunset, which lights the sky up in a complex array of colours and textures. It’s jaw-droppingly beautiful.

23:30
It’s still pretty breezy when we head out for dinner. There’s a hiatus in proceedings when we realise we can’t find the door keys. There’s a little alcove by the front door where we’ve been leaving them, and they’re not there. Rach and Whiskas have gone out for a pre-dinner aperitif, but when we check, they’ve not seen them. We search fairly frantically for 15 minutes, but no joy. We suspect that the villa owner or handyman might have wandered off with them. Fortunately, we can lock the front door from the inside, and have a separate set of keys for the backdoor, so can head out leaving the villa in a reasonable state of security. I ping Maria to ask if she can check with the villa owner.

Our destination for dinner is Babilon, a Konoba about ten minutes walk up the coast. About halfway there, Simon admits that he may have had the keys during the afternoon, for what - we’re not really sure. He and Vicki scramble back to the villa, declare success, and I apologise to Maria for unnecessarily disturbing her / accusing the villa owner. She’s very good natured about it. Simon is appropriately sheepish.

Dinner is a triumph. We all agree it’s our favourite place to eat so far. Very friendly folks running it, and great value. The food is very good. The majority opt for steak, and the waiter dude brings out two huge platters with a combination of rib-eye and bone-in sirloin. Vicki, Shenda and I have variations on risotto - black cuttlefish for me, and prawn with Saffron for V+S. Very tasty, well seasoned, clearly using a very good fish stock.

It’s after 22:00 when leave the restaurant, having had a rip-roaring time. The sore heads and jadedness of last night have caught up with most, and early nights are declared. Tomorrow’s due to be a hot and sunny day, and no-one wants to miss any of it…Okumaya devam et