Mom was up at 10 and me at 11:30. She came in the room bubbling with excitement as she was at the post office and there as a letter from FRITZ…..and Barbara. It looks like Germany is a go and we are looking forward to seeing Heidi and Fritz. I think Mom is so excited about seeing Fritz she forgot to pick up some breakfast. We arrive at the beach at noon and by 12:30 my stomach is screaming with hunger so I pop into town for a plate of spaghetti. At 4 we were home and played some cards until 5 at which time I paid our bill to our crafty landlady. Another mail check on our way to dinner. Our local restaurant had run out of food so we went to a deserted restaurant for “a pork chop with potatoes”. The sauce was pure grease and the mashed potatoes lumpy. Glad there was no gagging! Lumpy mashed potatoes can do that to me. The meal was $1.75 and not even worth that. Generally speaking restaurant fare so far on the islands has been gross.