Perambulation

A long and strenuous walk down to the marina (3.3km!) to see the Investa people and then we sat out in the sunshine on beige sofas at the Cala D’Or Yacht Club overlooking the boats. Waitresses shuffled about attending to our wants as the speakers played some ambient chillout sort of vibe thing. The effect, mind, was rather ruined by a family of my compatriots with weans who arrived beside us, ken.
Onward, through the badlands till we eventually came to the shops where shoes are selt. I wonder how many my little suitcase will be forced into accommodating?