Cycling, carnivals and sleep

This morning I hired myself a bike and headed towards the old town area and meandered through the streets, I found some very nice stores and eventually remembered my body needed sustenance as if had not seen food since this morning around 8am, and that was after the gym session.  The trouble with being on a very specific eating plan is that when it comes to eating out in Cyprus you are hard pushed to find something that isn't soaked in BBQ sauce, smothered in chips or lathered in some sugar based sticky dressing, this has to have been the most severe of all the eating plans I have ever been on, if I was home this would not be an issue, but when you are out of your own environment and you have to plead with people not to give additives to the very plain food you require, and still they bring you a bowl of this and a smidgen of that it can really become a drag. The lovely waitress at the hotel did try, firstly with  bread, then with salad, and eventually bought my fish with a small bowl of steamed veg that wasn't touching my fish, it all looked lovely but I still didn't eat it, so really it was a waste of food. Wednesday is carbnite, two more nights to go and I am gonna pig out it such a way that I will surround myself with shit and work my way through it, it won't be pretty and it's gonna get messy, but I really don't give a damn, I will have earned it....

Friday and I was collected by Shelley and transported to Pafos where we went for lunch, Shelley ordered a sweet that was gargantuous I am not allowed to put it on facebook or even tag her with the said sweet, I have been warned, but it was the most deliscious looking brownie with custard, and because of the size of it there was enough left for her to take home and share with the staff at the pub... The boys eventually turned up around 8pm and we had supper in the pub, in Pafos.

Saturday - My Beloved had to work this morning, been a while since he had to work a Saturday, been a few occasions when he has gone in for a few hours or had to work on the computer but a full days toil is not the usual.  Anyway I contented myself with a walk around town checking out the beginnings of the carnival, stores and cafes were decorated and the atmosphere was starting to bubble up.  I found a lovely little restaurant where I was able to order a dish as I wanted it, and not as the waitress thought I should want it,

Sea Bass with Spinach

and it was luscious, I sat in the restaurant and watched the vintage car parade go by, clowns drivng cars, nazi's on motor bikes, and little children hanging out of sun roofs, I eventually took a taxi back to meet My Beloved at the hotel, luckily he is not into work tomorrow so we get to see a little of Limassol together and of course its Carnival day.

Carnival day arrived and we headed out, but not before I ran back up to the room for my jacket as it was a lovely sunny day but the wind tore right through Limassol and fairly turned the temperature down, we hired two bikes and headed into town, we found the start of the parade and found ourselves at a cafe where we decided it would be rude not to take coffee, that done we once again headed around town on our bikes, before finding a nice little restaurant for lunch, I took chicken kebab and once again had to plead with the waiter not to give me anything else just the meat. My Beloved took the regular tandoori chicken kebab with all the trimmings, My two chicken skewers were squashed full with my delightful chicken choice and it was a struggle to finish it, but I did, My Beloved on the other hand managed his chicken but left almost half of the chips the salad went untouched and the pitta was half eaten too.  

Eventually we left and headed back up to watch the parade go past, there was fire dancers, and a zombie wedding, people dressed as rubiks cubes and mermaids, men in dresses driving tractors and bob the builders carrying hammers, adults and children alike dressed and dancing through the streets of Limassol, it was just a pity if was such a windy day, Mark joined us at the hotel,  I headed for the room and left the boys to their shop talk, and then around five My Beloved and I headed for the gym, MY Beloved spotted me for a couple of the exercises and was quite impressed with the weights I managed on my chest press, don't ask me the numbers because as we all know number retention is not my forte..

We had a lovely meal at a cafe bar along the seafront, I ordered the salmon and My Beloved the carbonara and he managed to eat the lot, I threw him over my shoulder and carried him home.  Early night for us I think we were in bed for 9.30pm.......