Another emotional trip

The whalebone arch outside Port Stanley Cathedral

The further south we trundled, the cooler it was getting. The sun was still very much with us though, with a lovely sunset and lights finally fading around 9.30 last night.

As mentioned, we’ve really struggled with The Falklands stop, as what we’d like to do, we can’t, and what we can do, felt, quite frankly, rather tame. Initially, we booked to do the Panoramic Stanley Highlights tour. A safe bet, on a coach. Then once we acknowledged that my hip issue was seriously improving, we made valiant efforts to change our tour for something a little more exciting. By then, most other tours were sold out and we finally decided to change to a farm tour. It seemed informative and intimate, with only a small number of guests allowed.

Cabo Frio, swimming and drink

Hark at me. Another alcohol-free night last night. This won’t last. Jai McDowell wasn’t what I expected. Maybe times have moved on since 2011 when he won BGT, but he definitely wasn’t my sort of performer. Little character, no flair and fairly dull songs. To be fair to him, he had a harder audience than I think he was expecting. So maybe the majority of the audience was in our position and hadn’t heard of him either and had expected to be wowed. We weren’t.