Woke up to a sunny day! Went for a walk on the beach and enjoyed the blue skies. Back at the house made some calls home, then cooked brunch. Rest of the day was spent packing until early afternoon when a fairly nasty storm moved in. We settled down into a game of Risk for a few hours.
Around three we were planning on heading into town to buy some food for dinner. It was only going to take an hour so I decided to stay at the house and pack some more. Except they didn't come back. After they'd been gone three hours I started to worry. When they came back five hours later absolutely drunk I was a little pissed, and a little let down. No one even felt that I was really owed an apology and Margaret said that I should no better, when someone goes out and say they'll be back in an hour I should expect them to be gone all night drinking. I think we have different ideas of how friends treat each other. Anyway I let it go as it's not really a big deal - just a bit annoying.
Dean somehow manages to roast a chicken for diner and after dinner we all go outside to marvel at the stars - they're magnificent. The Milky Way, Southern Cross, and shooting stars! Excellent entertainment.
