On Monday we visited a good Infant School 10 minutes drive away, and arranged for the boys to start there…tomorrow!
On Tuesday, the boys packed their lunchbags and we went to the town square where their driver, Victor, will collect them. It’s lovely there as it’s the hub of local life, mixed with tourists snapping away with their cameras, as it has a traditional Mexican plaza feel about it. Upon return, they told us they had learned Capoeira that afternoon. When asked by an excited Mum what Portuguese words they had learned that day, they replied in true boy style "Nuffink"
Everybody had told me how quickly the children will pick up Portuguese, but I think some jellybean bribery will be needed.
On Wednesday, it was tennis time at school. The rest of us got to grips with organising bits and bobs. We are managing to find time everyday to go to the pool or the beach (we are two minutes walk away from it as we are just behind frontline hotels on the beach).
On Thursday, Joe decides he hates school, which wasn’t a big surprise as he’s my more sensitive child, shall we say. We decided to crank up the Portuguese teaching, as well as keeping up with the UK curriculum. I think it’s been a long week for them.
On Friday, we all had major treats to celebrate our end of week at school. We ate at a local restaurant, and pleased to report that the fish here is gorgeous. The fishermen leave the jetty every day in their wooden boats and return at lunchtime with their horde of fish. Any large fish, such as tuna, gets hoiked into a wheelbarrow and sold to the hotels and restaurants. The little fish are sold straight away to the ladies sitting on stools on the wooden jetty, who put it in huge metal buckets. You then select the fish you want and she de-scales, guts and fillets the fish in front of you. I can’t wait to buy our own.
In true "The Very Hungry Caterpillar"-style, on Saturday we ate lots of junk and had much fun. We are in the swing of living a local’s life here. We buy the fruit from the fruit stalls and bread from the bakers. It feels very much like life when you are camping – OK there’s not a Sainbury’s around the corner, but a lovely tuna salad on a sunny balcony more than does the trick.
We have decided that we will eat out at least once a week, as the food is so fresh and tasty.
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