September 21st 2017
Today I floated around Rhodes on a lilo for a couple hours. A very specific part of Rhodes, that is. Also, I think that’s the first time I’ve ever written the word ‘lilo’ down. My iPhone’s autocorrect didn’t even accept it as a legitimate word so I had a brief moment of doubt and had to look up its spelling. Thankfully, I got it right. That would’ve been worrying.
Anyway… What was I saying?
Yeah, we went down to the pool pretty early because we’re British and had to get the decent sunbeds before everyone else arrived. And, if you go to the pool when everyone else is eating breakfast then you get the pool to yourself and can float aimlessly on a lilo without worrying about bumping into anyone.
I got out of the pool when I started to smell barbecued meat. Up on the second tier, a man in a stereotypically oversized chef’s hat was turning meat skewers on a barbecue.
I think any place that serves pool-side barbecued meat off a silver platter deserves a five star review on Trip Advisor.
Then, if that wasn’t enough, they brought round these mini-“Nutella” pancakes.
And I put “Nutella” in air quotes, because Alice assures me that, although they described it as such, it was definitely not real Nutella. I tend to trust her judgement on these things, so maybe that review should be downgraded to 4.5 stars for false advertisement.
Until tomorrow, then again, it could just be the language barrier.