Puerto Mogán

Yesterday evening before dinner we headed down to the Playa Taurito ‘centro’ which consists of a small leisure complex and some shops and restaurants in the valley between all the hotels. At the wide end of the valley is the short, black sand of the playa itself and at the other, narrower end is a roundabout where the coastal road intersects all the local hotel access roads.

The leisure complex boasts palm-shaded walks around a decent looking crazy-golf course. Towards the beach end is the lido, which is almost a water-park in its own right, with little waterslides, fountains and waterfalls built into a pool forming a large circle around plenty of sunbathing space in the centre. I think we might spend a morning down here at some point.

Today was more of the same. Brett spent most of the day sunning himself by the pool. I spent the morning on our balcony enjoying the view and reading until the sun crept around to warm it as well, at which point I headed down to the pool and ensconced myself beneath an umbrella to read. Despite all the careful sunshine avoidance, though, it appears I’ve picked up enough reflected sunlight to make me quite pink about the face and arms. I shall definitely be using sunscreen tomorrow – even for sitting in the shade.

Tonight we went out for dinner. After a brief excursion to the unexciting Mogán village (which is about 10km inland of the Puerto Mogán) we headed down to the port for dinner. We chose a fairly smart looking spot with a ten course degustation menu for €50 a head and had a very pleasant, leisurely meal which tantalised our palates.

The only downside to the evening was the forty-minute wait for a taxi back to our hotel; although the temperature was showing as 23° at 23:30, so the waiting at the taxi rank wasn’t unpleasant. We made it back to the hotel before midnight and now just need to drink a fair amount of water before I go to bed to make sure I don’t have a hangover tomorrow.

The three-master in the bay is all lit up tonight. It looks lovely.