Rain you must be joking

I was sitting tweaking my blog when I happened to look out the patio doors, I could not believe my eyes torrential rain dinging down off the patio, I didn't sign up for this, although I have to say the patio did need a hose down and the seating was a little dusty from the usual humidity over night so the rain although unwelcome did make everything sparkle again, but it lasted way to long for my liking.

It didn't take long before the sun was back in its rightful place and you would have thought the downpour would have freshened up the atmosphere but no, when I took myself off to the Mall via the beach the heat was just as intense as usual and the humidity still sticky.  The Mall was over run with families and the shops were open and shut, it really seems that shop keepers please their selves as to if they do or do not open on certain holidays, the supermarket was open although there was no meat on display, the bacon shelf was sadly lacking and the fruit and veg were very weary looking.  

The downpour had created quite a mess on the beach and the beach cleaners were out collecting the debris and bagging it up, the drains obviously were unprepared for the rain as were the large flower pots outside the Mall, the bases had all fallen out, probably due to the weight of water.

My Beloved arrived home and we decided not to visit the gym but to take ourselves off for a bike ride, we cycled all around the Pituach, from our house to Apollonia National Park, then back along the cliff edge, non to clever for someone with my balance skills, we came down past a beautiful house, with a walled garden, as we were cycling down the side of the house I noticed a poster on the wall of a person using a hand gun, just then I noticed the American flag, and realised we had just circled the American Embassy, offfft, I smiled sweetly as we cycled past the guard room.......

We then headed towards the Marina, the stalls were in place and the vendors were displaying there wears, I purchased some smelly things to hang in the bedrooms and then we headed to Giraffe, My Beloved was now flagging due to lack of food and thats never a good sign, so Giraffe it was for supper, Chicken fried rice for My Beloved, and Giraffe soup for myself, although once again I was unable to finish my supper, I really wish they made that soup for one person.  Once supper was finished we took ourselves off for another jaunt around Herzliya, we meandered through the streets checking out the amazing housing and checking out the gardens, then I tried to once again kill myself with my bike, jeeeezo its not my fault they have a habit of placing a concrete pimple in the middle of the paths to stop the cars parking, but they really should have flashing lights on them, or at the very least sirens, I tried and failed to go over it, I just smashed right into it, and yes it was immovable, I didn't crack a rib this time thankfully, but I did smash my foot off the pedal and bash my hand a little, and yes it's gonna hurt in the morning......