Mycroft is back to school and exams. I think he did well and used a bit of quiet time during siesta to study, and also took his books to the bars with us sometimes, so we could sit and enjoy the fresh air and study.
John and I played quite a lot of backgammon on my phone, as well as watched the wrold go by.
I know a lot of people there - or at least they seem to know me! I don't remember most of them, but to be honest, no one remembers the young kids who hang onto them, do they? Anyway...yeah, slightly odd reactions to John and the boys - slightly moreso than in England, usually! But nothing too noteworthy.
The receptionist at the hotel looked very embarrassed and said that one of the rooms had a double bed...and even more embarrassed when I told him that was correct!
And here's Sherlock's spiritual home. He was the master of getting extra ice cream and free cream...