One more trip around town, then hop a flight to Guernsey.
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July 23 and we awoke to a misty rain. We walked down â€¦ or was it up and then down â€¦ to the new St. Anneâ€™s Church. It is quite a picturesque little church, set in a cemetery with headstones dating from the late 1800s.
Then we went by the Town Hall to enquire about BBQ on the beach permits. If one wants to have a BBQ on the beach after 8 p.m., one needs a permit. A refundable deposit of ÂŁ75 (the equivalent of $150) is required. And one needs to file the permit 24 hours before the BBQ. And if the BBQ is scheduled for the weekend, the permit must be filed by 4 p.m. on Friday. And each time you have a BBQ, you must file for a permit. Apparently this is a knee-jerk reaction to tourists having wild parties on the beach at night, and leaving the beach in a mess.
That afternoon, we took a plane to Guernsey, where we spent the night. And St Peter Port is built on hills, so more walking up and down and up and down. We had been told of a good restaurant, but arrived before it opened, so we went into a little pub down the street for a drink before dinner. The pub was an old establishment, still had the â€śmenâ€™s barâ€ť on one side and the saloon, where women were allowed in the olden days, on the other. And it had a very friendly bar cat.
Our dinner was excellent, and quite reasonable, compared to prices in Italy. I had skate, it was way too much for me to eat it all. Tom ordered the Dover Sole, and the waitress executed the boning at the table, just like a surgeon. Now I know how to de-bone sole.