Katja and Arne's travel stories

14.05.15 Last day at Belle Villa

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This is our last whole day at Belle Villa and we take it easy. But not so easy there’s no training.

We start the day in different time zones. Katja get up around six, I stretch out all the way until eight. Then we do another session of training down at the terrace. With the yoga mat and Joe’s gym we do another twelve exercises and three rounds.
After breakfast we just chill, talk, read and write. There’s always something to do.
For lunch we take the motorbike and head down the road. We’ve seen a little roadside restaurant we wanted to try. We drive there and get served good but very small portions. We top it if by buying a little green tea for Katja’s no poo project. Oops, sorry, this family’s no poo project.



Not satisfied we drive to another little place where we hope they have food in equally small portions, but they’re closed. That takes us on a drive up and down a littleĀ mountain where we finally found a place, but wouldn’t you believe they have no power today. Great.



We ended back on the place we had pretty bad food the first evening here. Katja got pretty lucky with her, but my spaghetti carbonara was out of a decent chefs nightmare. At least they still serve good coffee.



Back at the hotel we continued our talk, read, write, picture organization and a little brief power nap. Ah, how refreshing to take twenty minutes of pure relaxation. it’s not that I necessarily sleep the twenty minutes, but just relaxing and it might be viewed as a sort of meditation. OK that might be pushing the limit of the term, but it’s close enough for comfort.
We eat at the restaurant here at the resort to avoid having to drive through clouds of bugs today. A better experience than last time, but they still got a lot to learn about service and sales.
We pack a little and make ready for departure tomorrow. It will be nice living in the city for a few days and be closer to all it has to offer.
I kept thinking I would be spending my life up to my elbows in shampoo.
– Vidal Sassoon

Author: arnber

Humongen! The big guy! The man, the myth, the legend! And then theres' me. The nice guy in the house. The man without cooking skills, but with five stars on the Playstation. Boss at work, relaxed at home. What you see is what you get. Life is good. I choose it to be.

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