Puerto Mogan

Saturday morning started with my first Pilates session from my free Podcasts I had finally managed to down load on iTunes now we had Wifi. It’s tricky to find a level spot on the boat big enough, I settled for foredeck over the anchor locker, although it is slightly sloped so you have to choose which side to lie on with care, plus get up early enough to do your exercises before anyone is around.
Next was more Skyping of the people we didn’t manage to get through to the night before, my sister Donna and Kevin’s brother Phil. Without the video running it was good quality line for a catch up, which is much better without a meter running of international mobile calls.
Other than that Saturday was quite leisurely after our late night, the night before and in anticipation of the fiesta the next day. I caught up with some more Spanish lessons and Kevin did a little more internet jobs and reading. We cleaned the boat a bit and had a shower ready for a meal out. The facilities in Puerto Mogan are pretty basic and not especially clean, although this is offset by it’s location.
We started the evening with a beer at the El Faro (The lighthouse) bar on the far end of the breakwater overlooking the coast and all the late afternoon dayboats moored just off the beach. It is a lovely spot and we enjoyed watching the comings and going of the marina in the usual continual heat and light winds that characterise the far south of Gran Canaria. However, when we got the drinks bill we realised there was a premium for the view at 4 Euros a pint so we decided to head back into the town.



Surprisingly for a Saturday night there seemed to be a lot of bars and restaurants closed, which we concluded must be something to do with changeover day on flights and we’d seen signs of people leaving earlier. We settled on a Chinese meal and headed to one on the corner of the beach. We found an excellent Chinese and were very well served by our waiter Liu.
We met Bill & Jean at the English bar at 10pm for a few beers and again before we knew it, it was the early hours and time to head off. We bumped into a couple of other Brits as we were leaving, one of whom had a boat on the marina. Kevin was chatting to the boat owner which left me with his slightly drunken mate, after several years of bar work as a student I soon put him in his place (Kevin knew I didn’t need any back up for that!), anyway Bill found it amusing.