Sunday was a recovery day. On Saturday night we'd had dinner at Archie's Wok, an Asian fusion restaurant downtown, followed by a trip to the Roxy Bar, scene of Alexis's former conquests and general debauchery. The live band were excellent, the beer flowed, Alexis could hardly contain her nostalgia, but we decided to call it a day around 2:30am.
So, Sunday morning we walked to '100% Natural' to get juices to fix our livers and eggs to quieten our stomachs. The service was hopeless - the waitress could not explain why the omelette was not gluten-free, but when it arrived we discovered it was served with two small slices of bread.
We wandered back along the seafront, dropped in for another monster double expresso at my favourite coffee shop (though someone had already bagged the deckchairs...) and then came back for a siesta. The evening was a quiet night in, with peppermint tea, some homemade nachos with refried beans, and the DVD of Nacho Libre. Sounds pathetic, I know, but we needed to recover in time for New Year's Eve!
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