Easter Sunday was very pleasant. The wind had died down a little a the church bell was ringing across the air as we made our way to the Sunday service. We didn’t expect to understand much of the liturgy but in fact it seems like the priest was in a hurry as 32 mins later we were walking out again. No hymns no special bits for children. We sauntered back the long way and planned what to do before the afternoon trip to the beach. I was determined to try out the gopro underwater in the sea.
We had lunch and a game of UNO. Luke won both times, he is scary at UNO and chess. Susie was grumpy she had to keep picking cards up.
We all rocked up at the beach to find it fairly busy. Still a few degrees cooler than you would choose but plenty of people building sandcastles and starting off a tan.
When finally we had played enough on the playa I made a decision to go in the sea. Not a light hearted one either since I would be the only bather. Then just as I was changing my mind Emma runs into the sea. I go knee deep and shiver. Can you be out manned by your 9 year old daughter? I thought not too! I jumped under and 30 seconds later after cancelling the ambulance I took the gopro into the frozen waist deep brine. You can see the results. Above water it is very convincing, below it is somewhat blurry. The fish were there I promise!
Then after filling the bath with sand we headed out to a restaurant that was supposed to have great paella. We got to “Meson son caliu” at 18:00 and were asked if we wanted to eat. “yes please” we answered in garbled Spanglish. We were then presented with a bar menu with burgers etc. A glance to Jenni and we had to admit defeat. It had taken a while to get here and the kids were hungry. We ordered 3 adult meals as our appetite has adapted to leave space for dessert and while waiting I went round to see that we had entered the bar adjoining the restaurant we were recommended! Grrr. On enquiry they explained the restaurant does not open until 19:00. We were shown the other menu and this did have paella on it. Settled, we had another round of drinks, served the kids the bar meals and then moved to the restaurant for our paella and desserts for the kids. It turned out really well although we are stuffed now and on the way home we sang along to Sir mix-a-lot “I like big butts”. Definitely one I should have previewed before airing it to Emma. It seemed so innocent in Shark Tale 🙂