There were some showers around yesterday late afternoon. We didn't catch any and the temperature was almost 30º again at tea time and this morning, well, it's 10.30 and already 26º and I am about to attack the ironing pile. Phew!
The latest paying guests downstairs, an elderly French couple, are enjoying themselves in our pool.
They arrived yesterday at 1.30 pm instead of 3 pm by taxi, speaking no English at all having come all the way from Puerto Mazarron (they informed us of this the previous day in a simple one line email) which is on the east coast just below Murcia and which will have taken at least 3 hours and having stopped off at the taxi rank in Motril and then taken another taxi to us, which was really quite enterprising of them but, oh....just think of the cost!
It was a late booking of 2 weeks and 4 nights, which, at the time, I considered to be a scam of which we do get quite a few. Just a simple one line email enquiry, no asking for a discount, no asking for extra information, the whole amount to be paid up front which I was quite sure wouldn't happen but it did, with complete trust, this just doesn't happen!
They arrived with quite a bit of luggage and a pc and I got the impression that they had been travelling awhile. i.e. no hire car, just last minute booking ahead.
Ian heard the taxi driver say 'you've got my number' and they must have phoned him for a lift into Motril for a meal in the evening but of course, no taxi driver works 24 hours a day so coming back last night was a different story. Ian had to go out and rescue them as the taxi driver hadn't a clue where we live and they obviously hadn't taken our map out with them.
It's all very odd, a real mystery. Are they on the run? Have they won the lottery? Just retired? No driving license between them? Who knows?
p.s. We don't exist on the GPS!
