Cala Nova Beach, Spain
We managed to persuade Laura to come to cala nova beach in the afternoon. We packed snorkels just in case.
As we got down to the beach we noticed that unashamed men flapping in the wind had been replaced by a group of 20 or so late 20 something's. The mere fact that they were observing the underwear rule suggests they were English. I found myself scanning the party looking for my neice Elle, it looked like her kind of scene, forgetting she is partying somewhere ...