So we all pile in a mini bus and set off with tummies rumbling. 40 mins later and we are still on the road and getting very worried. Had we all been hijacked???? No, we were not; we arrived at the so-called restaurant, which could only be described as a shack. We sat down at wooden benches and were provided with only the best of fine plastic cups and paper plates! The extensive suave menu consisted of four dishes, one of them being corn on the cob! Prior to us leaving the Marriott resort, Rob Yong had insisted he get changed from his casual poker playing gear into smart evening wear and would meet us there. Rob is vegetarian, so when he arrived suited and booted, all he could eat was the delicious corn on the cob. Needless to say none of us returned to this high-class venue again!
The following evening's meal was interesting also, with dinner at the Italian on site, we were served with corked wine and cold meals. However more dominant members of the group complained and we not only got the meal for free, but we were treated like royalty in all the restaurants we ate in for the rest of our stay, with bottles of fine complimentary wine thrown in. After dinner we danced the night away in the 'Night Club' - details of which I shall not reveal, all I will say is we all get very very drunk indeed, and the dance floor was never empty of 'groovy' movers.