By late afternoon, the sky had lightened up enough that I made my way to the beach.
Most of the other people there were either fishing or one of those walker types that have a mission.
And then it was time for dinner. I am getting used to eating at 9 or 10. This evening I had the company of two other travellers, both from France.
They each know 3 languages (at least) and luckily for me one of them was English. What a delight to have conversations beyond logistics.
After dinner, one of my companions suggested that we go for wine at a local bar. The walk was one of those kinds - where one person thinks it is just down the street and the other thinks - are we going into another town?
The latter was me.
The trick is to have good company.
Red wine and a shared cheese cake! And when I turned into bed it was 2 am. Impressive!