This is going to be our first full day here, I have not slept it was really noisy. Melissa has made a friend I think she may be planning how to bring it home. I have arranged by txt to try and meet Cheryl at 12 so we decide to take a slow start to the holiday and wander along the harbour to the artists café, we notice they have changed the seats here. We miss Cheryl according to both of our intermittent txts we are both there at the same time but somehow don’t see each other, never mind I’m sure we will meet up sometime during the year.
After arranging a room change for Melissa and I to the ground floor I go for a nap and Melissa goes for a swim, supervised by grandma and granddad. Being Sunday the supermarket is closed so we go in search of bread and milk elsewhere and end up in a café. Did I say my mum likes café’s? After a short rest back at the hotel we go out for dinner. I feel very generous and tell Melissa she can have whatever she likes of the set menu, this is a tiny section of the multi paged menu we are given, it seems like my mum and dad think I am also giving orders to them and we all order from here. Thus ends mothers day in Cyprus.
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