Sea to Sky
 Day 5 - Marina & The Diamonds Alarm goes off at 7, we snooze till about 7:15 & haul our asses out for a run. My ears have been getting progressively worse since diving & the're both pretty well completely bunged now, maybe a run will clear them. Rach & the munchers are just up as we're sneaking out, down to the back gate & head off to the right of the hotel today. The path last a little longer, about 100m, then onto the beach, which runs out after about 1km. Turn around & run back past the hotel for a while then back again. Quick shower then it's time to prepare another smorgesboard of delight for breakfast. Scramble the eggs, smoke the salmon, cheese the cheese, warm the pastries. All served under yet another cloudless sky on the terrace. The brioche we got yesterday is amazing! After breakfast decide that there's nothing else for it, I have to see a doctor about my ears. So far I've seen Drs in Fuerteventura, America, Borneo, Beijing & Singapore with my ears so about time I add Spain to the list. Manage to find a nice English one in Peurto Banus so decide to combine it with a look round the marina. Get an apointment for 12 so head off straight away, have a chance to suss it out & maybe time for a wander before. Bit of a drama finding it with multiple round abouts, on-off the motorway, TomTom has stoped speaking to us (must be the woman's voice I selected) but somehow Jo manages to stumble upon it. It's 11:30, too much trouble to come back so I pack the family off & brave it on my own. Fill in a form, play Survival Run on the iPad while I wait, just when I've got a good run going I get called 10 mins later. Chat to the doc, he's a pleasant chap, tell him my ears have gone bad since my diving trip to Gib, oh, he says, I used to hunt octopus there, used to grab em with a hook & eat them (I presume he doesn't mean there & then). Right ear flushed, all good, left ear done, still feeling a bit muffled but better when he dries it. Job done bang before 12 o/c! Ring Rach & they've just got parked but Jo agrees to come back for me. Back in town we find the kids eating icecream on the sea wall, so we join them. Have a walk along thte marina, gaze enviously at the cars & boats like 99.9% of the people there do (the other 0.1% own the cars & boats). Walk through the market & we're all feeling rather pooped & hot so I suggest we head for the shopping mall, in the hope there will be a Starbucks / Prett / Costa in there, no luck but find a nice little local coffee shop (I have a lassi, yes an Indina style lassi). Refreshed the girls tackle the enourmous Zara while I play with the kids (the who can go the longest without talking is a good game). Back home I realise my left ear is still not right, maybe there's still some gunk in there, try some treatments but doesn't help, decide it's probably infected. Head down to the pool, determined to keep my head out of the water for once. Kids swim well, Callum even masters floating on his back. We play the shark game again, this time Georgia decides I'm to be called Loren, much to the amusement of Rach & Jo. Upstairs I shower the muchers, then Jo, then me (Rachael would be just wrong), then it's time to head out to dinner in Estepona. Head down to their rather less impressive marina, choose a restaurant that seems to offer a good kids menu & decent grown up food. It's all pretty good, the kids like their food & are exceptionally well behaved throughout. I order a G&T which the waiter brings a small fish bowl & half fills with Bombay Saphire, after which I'm also very well behaved. We play 21 truth or dare (just like we did with my kids when they were younger), disturbingly I discover that Jo first snogged a boy when she was 10 & Rachael can't count the number of boys she's kissed. Dinner devoured we head home & all three children are in bed before I've got my jammies on. Head out to the terrace with a cup of tea, write the blog while Jo reads the K2 book she has hardly put down since she picked it up.
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Glamour girls at Peurto Banus marina |
 The trekking munchers |
 Jo chasing Georgia with a prawn |
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