Darling Nikki...
Apologies for the lateness of today's ramblings. Yesterday did not really go as planned whatsoever... It started with good intentions. I wanted to go and see the famous Hippie Market at Es Cana, and had forcibly dragged five reluctant family members along with me for the ride. I have never seen so many beards and tie dye t-shirts in my life, and coupled with the overwhelming smell of joss sticks and weed, it was altogether quite an interesting experience. Naturally, nothing was bought by the other five, but I managed to buy a couple of bracelets which will probably last till I get on the plane, such is the level of workmanship. The other reason to go to Es Cana was so that some of the more energetic of us could do some watersports. This did not include me, I have to say. I stopped going further than my knees into the sea circa 1975 when a certain shark made its appearance. My dad was very fond of saying that he wouldn't go into the sea because of 'that naught