We rushed in changed and rushed out again taking Bing with us as she was also going out so we shared a taxi, we were dropped first to the Ritz Carlton and Trader Vics where we entertained ourselves watching Polynesian waitresses with beautiful floor length dresses, and Arabian Arabs in their very own floor length attire.
Whilst out we made a decision to call upon some friends and ask them across for Brunch the next day at the Golden Tulip, a venue they had told us about previously, so our weekend was organised and after a very nice evening in colourful clothing with not a hint of black we headed home, well back to Fred and Stela's, which is becoming more like our weekend retreat (I feel sorry for them having us for family).
We woke refreshed but only just and organised taxi's to take us to meet the crowd, we arrived first and headed for a bank, unlucky for us there are quite a few banks in Bahrain that do not like UK cards so no cash was given, we had no choice but to walk away from the cash machine with empty wallets and hope we could get at the hotel, which we didn't by the way.
Lunch began at 12 and lasted right through till 4pm during which time, wine flowed, beer was poured and food was eaten, I have never seen such a beautiful spread of food like it, this was the king of buffets, we had so much to choose from like lobster cooked to order, fillet, ribeye and pork, chicken, prawns and crabs, you name it they had it, from cooked to order to salads to hot dishes and cold, the Japanese section tickled my fancy but that actually could have been the wasabi I washed my sushi down with, I do love a bit of heat, I decided to give the curries a miss because I think I will be living on them for the next couple of weeks, yaahooo can't wait - Goa is calling my name and Tuesday I will be answering.
We had a crazy afternoon all bar one of us was drinking and the craziest of all was the none drinker, we laughed and laughed and had a fantastically good time, the band played throughout dinner and even though we were next to the speaker it did not interfere with our chitter chatter, the Karaoke capers reminded me of the reasons I don't sing in public, the uniqueness of my extraordinary voice are loved only by my hairbrush. The nutty balloon man kept us entertained with his ballon hats made especially for us, but I really wanted the pink panther a young girl had but could think of no valid reason to steal it from her that wouldn't get me barred or at the very least sent back to Saudi.
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I took photos of so much food, but they will have to be viewed on facebook, we left the hotel and were driven home by the sober Aussie and then everyone sat around chatting and laughing at Jannusen Avenue, Stela came home and introductions were made, and of all things Sari and Stela share a mutual friend in Saudi Arabia in Zamil compound, as I have said before the world just keeps getting smaller.
When goodbyes were said my beloved and I decided to head to bed as we really were tired, 8.30pm and we slept right the way through till 8.30 the next morning, hence the bedsores......WE ARE ROCK AND ROLL PERSONIFIED!
