The Doing Diddly In Delray Tour 2024 – Day Six Sunday 2nd June

We rose earlier today. I am not looking for applause, just stating a fact!

I enjoyed some cereal in the room before heading down to a very windy and wild, yet still incredibly hot, beach. A description that has often been applied to me too.

That wind meant that once again, umbrellas were not permitted and we would be subjected the skin scorching rays.

The beach was busy again today, with the weekend folks cramping our style.

Without the comfort and protection of the shade I felt a little unsettled and unable to fully relax. Towels once again were draped over the bits of me most likely to be torched.

We did some people-watching, whilst enduring the 70’s classic rock playlist being enforced on anyone in the vicinity of the southern belles on the beds next to us. I had to disagree with Free that it was Alright Now.

As lunch time rolled around we decided to head over the road to get some food and respite from the sun, eating this time at Boston’s.

I had Chicken Tacos.

Chicken Sandwich for Louise.

A diet coke each and the bill was $45. The food was decent but nothing to write home, or indeed here, about.

As we returned to the beach, a large group of young teens was having a beach party/picnic in front of our beds. It turned out to be the joint 17th birthday party of twins.

It was fascinating watching the group dynamics of a species I know very little about. I did spot and feel incredibly sorry for one young girl who seemed to be on the edge of everything and hardly spoke to anyone. There were of course the Queen Bee popular girls with their entourages, who followed the Queen’s every step and word and the jocks who played “ball” and jumped around all six packs and hairlines. Ah to be young? No thanks.

They were all very well behaved though and when they packed up they all did their bit, cleared all their rubbish/trash and were complimented by the Daisy Dukes next to us on their behaviour.

With the windy weather, the sea was very rough today but I did venture in for a while. I was immediately battered, knocked down and generally abused by the waves so I did not stay in for long.

Late afternoon, after the teen party had left, they were replaced by three mid to late twenty males with one female in a bikini that would barely be sufficient to floss your teeth with. She was “with” one of the males, which was made clear by him refusing to let go of her for more than three seconds. The two third wheels (is that mathematically possible?) had a jock off (I said jock) playing football and running into the sea before they all settled down on their towels. Almost immediately a freak wave came all the way up the beach, completely submerging them, their towels and their phones in freezing-cold water. I have never seen four people jump so high so quickly.

Today seemed to be all about people watching and avoiding third-degree burns.

We left the beach around 5.30 and back at the hotel I did a washer load in the laundry which was just a couple of doors down from our room.

After showers and readying we were in a Lyft heading for town around 8pm. We were dining at Tramonti this evening. We had spotted it across the road when we ate at the Mexican and saw that it was very popular and looked lovely. It would turn out to be an expensive, but delicious decision.

We were seated in a booth at the rear of the restaurant and were immediately given iced water, bread and a torch to read the menu. You know it’s going to be a dear do when different servers look after the water and bread.

Louise ordered the first of what would be two half bottles of wine and I had an Espresso Martini.

To start I had a “baked cheese thing”.

Louise had “a Garlic mushroom thing”

My entree was a “Mushroom pasta thing”

Louise had a “Cannelloni Cheese thing”

All the food was so delicious and the standard of service was outstanding. All in, with the wine, martinis and food it came to a ludicrous $270 including tip. Far too much for one meal for two people of course. Well, it is if you aren’t rich like us. Still, we enjoyed it and we were on holiday so the odd silly indulgence is OK I suppose.

We walked up to the Yacht Club to witness what turned out to be a truly terrible band.

We didn’t stay long due to that and we were in a Lyft home by 11 after one drink.

Till the next time…..