The Grass is growing under my feet

This morning I woke with My Beloved as today we are going to Herzliyya, again.


We left the apartment and picked up Mr K and then hit the road, the drive through this morning was exceptionally quiet, and the journey was quick.  We arrived at the offices a little after 7.30am I said goodbye and went straight to the Organic shop for cheese, the block of cheese I purchased could have broken toes had it been dropped, but it will go in the freezer. Next stop the coffee shop, then the supermarket for supplies, and then it was time to deliver my goodies to the car, I called My Beloved and we put the bags in the car and I headed for the beach.


I took a mystery bus, all I knew was it would get me to the beach, but I didn't know the route, so I found a seat and watched as the streets passed by, the housing in Herzliyya is lovely, the roads are flat and tree lined and the housing is very modern, and no mountain in sight.


The bus eventually arrived at the Dan Accadia and I hopped off, still the legs are sore, and the walking is slow, I think they are trying to tell me something, like stand still stop bending and let the grass grow. Offft I hope tomorrow brings with it pain free legs and great weather, one I can guarantee the other will be a waiting game. I walked down to the beach and found myself a nice spot for the day, I paid my 30 shekels for the bed and umbrella and settled in, new sun spray applied, although using an aerosol doesn't actually mean there is any applying done, I quite like this stuff, no more rubbing up walks to get the back creamed just lay or stand and point the spray, it even works upsides down, which as you know on a normal bottle just doesn't happen, you end up contorting your body to try and get the bottle to remain upright, whilst you look like an epileptic on speed.


I spoke with the Demonic one today, she was in good humour, Reece was next he has just finished his exams at uni and should get his results in a few weeks, he also was in good humour, and going home to Banff for the weekend, hope they have sorted out that bomb situation before he gets there. Bubba Mumma was unavailable for chat, her phone went to answer machine, so that call will have to be done another day.

Lunch was taken at the beach mainly because I could not be bothered to move, so I ordered a lovely vegetable platter, and it was a beaut, My Beloved was having a great day, his energy levels were no longer being drained and things were being planned. We arranged that I would get a 30 minute warning as to his arrival at the Dan Accadia, he would be dropping off Rob and James and would pick me up. By 2.30 I had to get out of the sun it was getting so hot, and not wanting to burn I headed to the showers for a clean up.  I pressed the button of the shower, which was cold and the spray came out in all directions, the trouble was the angle of the shower head was such I had to lift my leg to hip height and put it on the wall just so the water would run over it, let me tell you the DOMs have not eased any, the only consolation was that the cubicle was such that I could lean my back against one wall whilst my leg was halfway up the other.


Cleaned and tidy My Beloved arrived and we set off home, again a quiet journey, once home and the supplies were hidden in various cupboards, we decided to eat at Japanika having not been for a while, so we booked a table and spent a lovely evening eating sushi and watching the customers of Japanika and their various food orders, no interruptions, no work, just the two of us, lush.