I am pleased to say that we have managed to maintain our unambitious daily routine solidly over the last couple of weeks and have loved it. We're winding down (up?) to our return home - there's a little of that end of holiday melancholy but it's always better to come back while the going's good.
We've been super lucky with both the weather and the absence of jellyfish tides, we've swum daily and eaten freshly caught swordfish cleaned on the street by a chainsmoking fisherman. We've read and watched Ponyo and played cards. We've impressed G with our underwater handstands, noticed how the sea is different every day, and remembered lots more than usual of strangely vivid dreams. We've caught up with a few, just enough, family and friends. And just hanging out together, me, PA and Mister G, with the focus on that rather than getting caught up in the usual day to day, has been ...kind of perfect. I really like those two.
And if we stay any longer I suspect we might not leave.