Hector's Vacation

Its Saturday. That means the bookies in England open early so we must rise early also. Breakfast was taken as we went along but thankfully Dad had been to the boulangerie and got us some deliciously fresh pain aux raisins which went beautifully with the home made chocolat chaud. The weather outside was undecided; Patrick warned us of rain for this afternoon and Sunday- it certainly looked like things were heading that way.

As all our preparation was taking quite a while we chose to migrate downstairs to the bar so as to give the maids an opportunity to make up the room without us in it. Whilst there we ordered 'du chocolat chaud, mais malhereusement' they were dramatically disappointing- tasting of slightly gone off cream and they came in toddler sized cups. It was lunchtime by the time we had got everything achieved for a big days racing so finished off some scraps for lunch and headed to the track. Hector and I were very disappointed to not be allowed an ice cream along the way- Dad said that Santa Lucia was not the type of place you could just go for an ice cream. WE THINK IT IS!!!