Rain, rain, rain, I think we've been very unlucky with the weather this trip.

After lunch Steve went to the room to read, but I wanted a walk, even in the wet, so I went all the way to the end of the promenade and back. There were lots of people sitting inside the bars, music blaring, staring out at the rain... and me, while they drank beer and ate chips, wondering if it would stop soon. Meanwhile groups of gulls took over the empty sands.

We're going out for beer later, we're all packed, nothing else to do.