On Saturday Simon and I sailed around to Cala en Porter, anchored in the bay, and went off to check out Cavas d'en Xoroi, a nightclub built into the cliff caves that looks out high over the sea. There was nowhere safe to leave the dinghy so I tied it to a buoy and swam ashore from there. The club was truly in a superb position, but we were somewhat disappointed to find everybody else walking away as we arrived due to the place being empty, the music bad, and entrance Ä17. We decided to leave as well, swam back to the dinghy, and returned to the boat which was rolling all over the place in the swell.

The following morning we sailed further around the south of Menorca to Cala Macarella, anchored, and chilled out on the beach. We'd been expecting Chris and Berit to be arriving on a ferry into Ciutadella, but while I was swimming around the boat I had a call from Chris saying that he was in fact arriving in Mahon in a few hours. So I rushed back to the beach, grabbed Simon and we started sailng back towards Mahon. The wind, of course, was on the nose, and it was totally dark by the time we finally arrived and anchored, so we jumped into the dinghy, met up with Chris and Berit in a bar, and got really quite drunk.