menorca - saturday

We went to the market and Ness bought some special Menorcan sandals. She had to fight a woman who wanted the same pair as her.

Ness was embarrassed coz Mum got a balloon sword.

Then we went to a paella making workshop. There was us 5 and 2 Spanish men. The teacher lady was not impressed with my garlic chopping or with Nessa's pan shaking.

She kept saying we should look at Dad coz he was doing everything right. He said he didn't work at Cafe Angelique for nothing!

When it was ready we ate it out in the garden. Chat said he's better at making a fuss than making a paella! Dad hardly ate any of his and told the man he's more of a potatoes person.
We had icecream and special biscuits for dessert. And shots of local gin with lemon which is called a pomada.

Then Ness went and bought the shop up and chose a design for the lady to paint on her sandals.

Apparently the walk back to our hotel was meant to take 20 minutes so we thought as it was a nice day we'd do that instead of getting the bus. We left Ciutadella at 4.15 and got back to the hotel at 5.45. By the time we got there poor old Mum was saying bloody hell and making giving birth noises.