KGB and Beer House

I pulled myself out of bed kicking and screaming and sat on the patio watching the people go along for breakfast, my blog was prepared and then it was time to sort the room ready for our departure.

I checked out and left our bags with the bell boy and walked to the beach, found myself a nice spot with an umbrella just for a change and settled in to listen to radio one on the iphone. 

The morning passed quickly and the beach was a little busier today, My Beloved was stuck in meetings for the day so I took myself off to Benedict's for some of their tasty breakfast treats, from bacon to caviar to champagne and french toast, they have it all, I chose the french toast which wasn't my brightest move, having an issue with bread, within half an hour of eating it the humour changed and the body revolted, I ached and grouched for the next couple of hours.

My Beloved arrived and rescued me from all the riggers that were milling around the hotel, and we were off, home to Haifa, the traffic was the usual confusion of lane hopping and crazy drivers, I went to sleep to try and improve my revolting body. Having left Herzliyya around 3.30 we eventually arrived home around 6pm, quick shower and tidy up and we were out the door for a meeting with the KGB, we met at the Bear bar and spent the next couple of hours whispering in the corner whilst supping on the local nectar.

Fedex called today to say they were wanting to deliver My Beloved's wedding ring, I re-arranged the delivery for tomorrow, woop woop, nail gun at the ready, WE will not misplace another one....