Continuing our restrospective 2007 visit of Cape Verde.
It’s wise when exiting a Dutch autumn and landing in the tropics to take a little time to get acclimatised to the constant heat.
At first you still have some energy, but that fades fast, even though it’s very dry here and humidity is low.
We have to get used to sleeping in temperatures of 28 C (83 F) and to the mess that the excitement of the flight made to Little Mr’s nap routine.
The first morning he was up at 04.00 a.m but luckily Himself was also awake so they sneaked outside to build sand castles in the moonlight, …much to the amusement of the startled security guys who patrolled the complex at night.
The first day was a suitably lazy one and since the boys had risen early they had a late morning nap and awoke more or less at lunch time with the girls (yep, mega lazy first day).
Stomachs rumbling and no supermarket search yet undertaken, we continued the lazy option and headed to the restaurant next door for lunch.
The children were a little afraid because the stone path was close to being underwater at the hight of high tide, but we all firmly held hands and “adventured” over the entire few metres that was being “pounded” by the “massive” waves a few centimetres (inches) high!
(Naturally they were never in any danger)
Best Friend ordered the grilled Tuna in curry sauce, but we agreed that it was overpowering on the curry… edible, yes, but none of us would bother order this one again…
I went for the mixed fish, grilled… simple, tasty…
Of the three dishes I think I got the best deal for our taste buds… luckily I had plenty and was happy to share.
Little Mr wanted a toasted sandwich, which wasn’t on the menu, but like his sister, was contented with cucumber, fries and plain bread… his little hand zooms towards the bread behind Himself’s local fish (the Portuguese Creole name of which I didn’t catch) because he’s not yet learned that it’s normal in this household to wait until the photographs of the food have been taken.