We cower inside all day and eventually emerge into the searing heat at 8.30pm when we venture across the border for
something to eat. By the time we have eaten the temperature has dropped to about 27 degrees and we wander along the
sea front for a while in the fading light.
Most cruise liners seem to arrive at about 8.15am which is a bit early for me but
turns up somewhat later. Well, what do you expect from people who are in the wrong ocean?
Later we go for a wander around. Slightly cooler today - although you could still fry an egg on the bonnet of a car it might take a little longer.
I wonder if Beryl Cook ever came to Gibraltar?
Finding out the postal rates in Gibraltar is very difficult for the same reason that it is difficult to find various
public buildings and squares - "because everybody knows that already". Well, maybe if you were born in Gibraltar but for
the rest of us it ain't so easy. So, here as a public service, are the postal rates as kindly explained by Messrs
Morrisons to whom we make a visit in the afternoon.
But first we have a snack in the Timeout cafe who explain very apologetically that they have run out of white baguettes and only have brown ones! A bit like saying at the car hire shop "sorry, we have run out of Ford Escorts will this Audi R8 be all right?"
If you go to the Shell garage on Line Wall Road, Gibraltar they have 20% discount cards for the Pizzaghetti Factory in Irish
Town, which is actually a street rather than an area. Unlike most such things this is genuine - we get 20% off everything
including drinks so the bill is about £18 rather than the normal £23 or so. Excellent.
Then we got to see The Proposal which is cliched, predictable and somewhat sacharine but great fun, nevertheless. There is a scene where we think the immensely irritating granny is dying and I am screaming "die, bitch, die" but unfortunately she recovers. Pity.
The film is partly set in Alaska but mercifully there is no mention of Sarah Palin - who is really George Bush but without the intellectual depth.
We are driving along discussing the fact that you rarely see a decent car in Spain, when Omigod, Omigod, Omigod - a
Like really awesome, know what I mean?
We slow down to about 30mph before it overtakes us on the motorway and we shadow it for a while with my girl-friend leaning out of the window taking photos. He accelerates away and within a few seconds we are both doing about ... well, pretty quick. Normally people are rubber-knecking us but today it is our turn to gawp. Nice car.
My girlfriend's laptop is feeling very ill so she takes it down into town in search of a cure. Much later we go out for something to eat and end up at The Celebrity Wine Bar in Ocean Village which is not only quite a nice restaurant but very reasonably priced. From there we go to Casemates Square which is the hot spot on a Friday night.
More pretty girls at a wedding in the centre of Gibraltar.
Later in the evening it gets surprisingly chilly as the temperature drops to about 25 degrees.