September 26th

Friday morning. As I went through the corridor everything had a dark blue hue. It looked amazing but you knew it meant rain. Sure enough it started while Mum and I were at breakfast. Our hotel towels are out but to be honest they can’t get much wetter than they are already.

Mum is still inside drinking tea but I fancied a wander. I ended up standing out on the deck watching the water. You can’t see Kos today because of the cloud, so what is normally a whole horizon of land is now just a crescent and I’m standing in the middle of it. The rain here is certainly nicer than at home. The light rain, tiny specks that only leave one ring around them when they hit the water, sounds like champagne fizzing in a glass. Watching the surface of the water you could tell it was about to get heavier as the water was over run by large splashes and ripples. It probably is like that at home, you just can’t appreciate it when it’s bouncing off concrete and cars.

It’s 8.30 and I’ve taken cover at reception as I was getting in the way at the main bar while they were trying to move tables out of the rain. It has now stopped raining but trying to find somewhere dry to sit is a bit of a task. I also wandered around a bit of the block by reception. I’m not sure what they consist of but one side has quite large patios/balconies that are about the size of ours. The other side is entirely small, they have a small plastic table and two chairs but you cant move them as they appear to be wedged in. I don’t think they thought that one through! I also found the mini golf, Dad had found it yesterday and told me where to look. It only took us 10 days to find it! I don’t think they want people to find it though. You walk up a path next to the tennis court, after about 10 metres it stops. All you can see as you stand there is a grass bank. If you persist, you come to the six hole mini golf course. It’s six vacuum formed golf holes, I’ll have to ask them what par for the course is.

I’ve just flicked through my photos and I’ve taken 200. God bless the digital camera. I don’t quite know what I’ve taken 200 photos of though. It’s probably about 120 when you take out all the fuzzy ones, ones with my finger in the screen and ones that were somehow taken as the camera was going in or out of the case.

We’ll be going into Bodrum this morning. Mum wants to pop in even though we brought her souvenirs already. I did see some quite funky bags though and I might pop in to the shoe place as well. I know, I can hear you all screaming “but you have enough bags and shoes!” Well go and wash your mouth out with soap and water. YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ENOUGH SHOES AND BAGS!

Yet another entertaining story. Last night Mum & Dad went for dinner, now bear in mind the restaurant doesn’t close until 9.30 and they were back in the bar by 9 [so it’s not like they were keeping them from going home or anything]. They’d both finished their main and were about to go and get some dessert. A waiter came and cleared their plates and while they were still sitting there they also to the rest of their cutlery, the condiments, napkins and table runner. Now I thought that was hilarious… but how rude can you get!?

The only way I could get wetter was if someone had actually dunked me in the sea. Even then I wouldn’t be much wetter than I am now. We pootled into Bodrum and had a wander. We literally got five shops before the heavens opened, I was already wet and really couldn’t face the prospect of shopping in the rain. So I turned back for the hotel and as my luck goes I got hit with the worst of it. It was at the point where I was walking under canopies but my shoes were squelching and my hair was dripping that I thought “so why am I trying to stay under cover?” and just kept walking. Only a bored tourist would.

Yet again I’m contemplating. Do I just say sod it and go for a swim or read my book? Yet another tough choice! Ho hum. Oh and to give you some indication of how wet I was and the amount of water around, yesterdays maid put down one towel to soak up water, todays put down three… yes it was that wet. It’s bucketing it down again… I wonder where Mum and Dad are? Hehehe. As it turns out Mum and Dad got a cab back from Bodrum. It would have been a dead cert even without the rain.

All the horrible things have been dawning on me today. When I get home I’ve got to see if I can get my dress dry cleaned in two days. I’ve got to go to the framers and fork over a load of money. I’ve been paid today so when I get back I have to pay my bills. What did I do to deserve all that fun!? [I know, go on holiday for two weeks!]

According to one of the animators said there are now going to be ten days of solid sun. Who knows though as I don’t trust a word they say. One yesterday tried to convince me he had 12 girlfriends!