The wind came up for our last day. The man from the restaurant delivered fresh bread out to Mon Cheri and then we motored off for an hour into a quiet bay for breakfast.
The slog home was fairly rough … poor Rob had a spit … I avoided it by keeping my head down the whole way. Rob recovered and managed to have a couple of beers as we went under sail later in the afternoon.
Back at Seget Donji where Mon Cheri is permanently moored the boys cooked us another great lunch.
We had become complacent and had started to forget to take photos when the food was presented. The pasta was lovely … mushrooms, chilli and truffles!
We all had a sleep in the afternoon … for something different! Then caught a little ferry boat straight from the marina into Trojir.
We sorted out our finances and had a quick drink before Seb and Gasper joined us. Pizza for dinner! Ferry back and an early night was had by all.
… Fi … the girl that never stops smiling! …