Day three in Deal turned out to be a great day. It began with another beautiful sunrise over the pier. I could get used to this and the sound of the ocean.
Unfortunately, it makes me sleepy β not the sun, the ocean rhythmically lapping on the shore. Each morning, we had breakfast in the pub. Most of the hotels here are just that. Most people eat dinner in the pub β but not us β breakfast.
But everything can be made right with a latte. Jim and I decided to walk back to town a slightly different way and explore a bit. These beautiful old streets are very inviting. We noticed that at the end of the street there was a visitor information location that had a walking tour map of the historical signs, so we set out to find that map.
I wish we had found this map two days ago. Our hotel was on Beach Street, just to the right of the pier. Actually, Jim and I designed a dual navigation plan. The dual navigation plan actually worked very well and we had no incidents today. I keep requesting purple from my hair stylist and she keeps refusingβ¦mutters something about acting my ageβ¦. Another version has it that PO and SH were scrawled on the steamer trunks used on the voyages, by seamen when allocating cabins.
We found a Subway sandwich shop and bought lunch so we could have a picnic later. We found out the hard way the other day that many locations have no resources whatsoever, not even a convenience store or a gas station which means no bath rooms. Many of the churches have no heat or toilets, for example.
