First Day of Exploration - Let's go to the beach and drink!

The next morning when I woke up, it was to the sound of Aunty Dorothy's dulcet snoring tones. Quite the wake-up call. Once up it was time to take a deep breath and appreciate the fact that I was on holiday. It is hard to do when you have been working non-stop to get everything ready for your departure in the middle of the school term. I couldn't sit still so I took myself off for a walk to the beach with dad. Pissouri Bay is very peaceful and quiet - it hasn't quite become the holiday hotspot yet, though it is easy to see that it will be soon.

We walked to the beach front and the water was crystal clear so we decided to take a swim. How rocky can a beach be! I thought I had reasonably good feet, kiwi feet, but apparently not. We went for a paddle in the sea and it was so refreshing but gods, my feet felt like they had been cut by stone and glass.
Deciding that I was ill-prepared for the beach I stopped in at a shop and bought a hat. Much better. I also ended up getting jandals for my poor feet.

We all headed back to the beach at around 10am and lounged about on sun-lazers until a man came up asking for money for the lying on them. At that point we moved up to the restuarant for cocktails. Who cares that it is only 11am. Not me. We end up having breakfast and I am so jetlagged that when Ruth appears to say hello it takes awhile for my brain to switch on. One Sex on the Beach and Tequila Sunrise later I am feeling very relaxed and very sleepy.
I struggled through the day with jetlag but by 3pm I was shattered so I lay down on the couch at the house for a little snooze. 2 hours later I wake up feeling slightly better and slightly worse - you know that way you do when you just wake up.
We head out for dinner at the Vineyards Restaurant again, only this time we are accompanied by Aunty Pauline, Uncle Ian and Aunty Dorothy.
I try another Cypriot dish called Dolmades which is pork mince, rice and tomatoes all squished together and wrapped inside vineleaves. It was so tasty and I could barely finish it. However, when the waiter came around he said, "Oh, I see you still have one left, so you are not finished. I will come back." I could only smile, nod then face down the last few bitefuls bravely.
By the time we got back at 7pm I was shattered and went to bed. Aunty Dorothy came up soon after...