Wednesday 25 May 2011: I want to be a hippy
I had no idea why on the way there, while there, or on the way back, but we went to the hippy market this morning and perused endless stalls of things we'd adorn neither our persons nor home with. Bella did spend one euro of her holiday pocket money on a kangaroo + joey finger puppet, so perhaps the two hours of driving and the three euros fifty parking fee weren't in vain.
Things started looking up in the afternoon, as I consumed the most perfect plate of hand-cut olive-oil-fried chips ever cooked, and a rather tasty cheese omelette. Yum.
Wind's picked up this evening; think a Mediterranean storm's on the way.
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