Drovers

My heart lifted as we entered the car park of Nova Cabana football club. I remembered their chicken pies and coffee. Ben's team had a god fight on their hands (feet) but won 2-4 just before it got too cold and the pie had worn off.

We all went to the Port and were treated to a Chinese at Wok, the only customers in there. To walk off all the dim sum, duck pancakes, ribs, noodles and rice we found ourselves in a wild rainstorm where only mad dogs and English speaking people were out. Agu had an adventure on his own on the tram and we caught him up on the Port road in the car, waving frantically much to the amusement of the rest of the passengers.

Back in Soller we lit the fire and settled in for the evening. Mike and I set to with pens and paper to come up with this potential little fella and then a version of Rummikub had us all confused. We need to invent our own rules sometimes. What a fun full day.