Today is a day of pampering (well, almost). Despite sunburn, we brave the spa. Jane attempts a full-body deep tissue massage – with a double twist in the tuck position – no doubt, and I opt for a male-oriented facial and salt scrub. I am thus more girly than Jane. However, her massage made her either giggle or cry out in pain so she ended up more stressed than when she went in. On the other hand, I came out cooler than the Fonz. Girly maybe, but happier.

Replenished Jane’s giddiness levels with 'orgasmic' cheesy mash at the English pub and a late night stroll on the beach.