Day 4

This is going to be a short blog because I didn't wake up until 11:00am so half the day is over.  Last time I woke up at 11:00am, I didn't have kids.  Having kids makes you not sleep in ever again.

Here is where I am blogging from today

I know, I am grateful.  The ashtray makes me want to smoke.  I picture a real writer like F. Scott Fitzgerald writing and smoking...

He doesn't look like he smokes though.  I wish I had his hair.  He wrote with a pen.  Nobody does that anymore.  The girls went shopping.  The boys went to lunch.

We ate walking distance from our hotel at a place called

Reid did some shopping during lunch.  People who buy things during lunch are shopoholics.  He did not purchase, but he did shop.  I don't love shopping.

Our waiter surprised us at the end of lunch with donut balls.  There is no such thing as a donut hole.  There is only air in a donut hole.  It should be called a donut ball.

Look how nice those balls look.  They melted in my mouth.  I was going to take a couple balls home to Wendy but I thought they would get stale.  Nobody likes stale balls.  She was enjoying herself shopping

It looks like they ate at a fun place also.

I wonder if Pepper's served up balls.  Too spicy.  Looks like they did have something sweet.  

But probably not as sweet as my balls.  They were so good and just the right size.  Looks like they bought stuff while shopping.  I hate shopping.

I'm glad they had fun.  When they got back to the hotel, we all hung out at the pool before dinner.  F Scott would have written something very beautiful here.  But now I wish I would have brought my balls back to share with everyone.  Doesn't it look like a nice spot for them?

Sorry? No Sorry or Big Mistake?

I'm going to miss House of Cards, but Big Mistake.  They smoked a lot in House of Cards.  Why am I thinking so much about smoking today? 

We were off to town for dinner. We decided on a place called Kadena.  It was right on the main walkway where the boats dock.  Solid food.  Service was fair.

The World Cup was on - Portugal vs. Spain.  People outside of the US love soccer. Here's how the game looked in Greece

Here's how the game looked in Barcelona where The Habecker's stopped on the way to Prague.

Blog reporting from Barcelona and Greece.  Not bad huh?  Here's how a dinner bill in Greek looks.

I think they charged us for one too many Gtectqzzwqty's.  "Waiter.  Excuse me. Sorry to interrupt your smoke break, but can you check on the number of  Gtectqzzwqty's?"

What's with all the smoking?  Ended the night with Gelato.  F Scott would have been proud.