Thursday(A warm fire)

Thursday
It was too windy to go surfing, the wind was knocking the peaks of the waves down, so went for a bike ride. It was even more windy later on and had an incredibly strong cross wind, and was quite concerned working back at the end about being blown into traffic. They have funny little sandy colour birds running across the beach. The ride was okay but wouldn’t really recommend it to anyone whose ever their. The nice thing about the hostel was it put on a free activity every evening, including 10 litres of plonk, tonight’s was volleyball, and doing a few outdoor climbs on a climbing movie. I saw the tail of a huge yellow and black lizard which was exciting
In the evening I cooked for myself as the food the night before had been a bit disappointing, and chatted to Stephanie, a French Chef and whose father was from the Ivory Coast, and was now working in Birmingham and found the English a lot less narrow minded than the French, but hated the bland English food, later on it was a bit cold, and sat on large bean bags around a fire, which reminded me of home.