Day three. Lunch with the gangπŸ‡¨πŸ‡­πŸ‡¨πŸ‡­πŸ‡¨πŸ‡­πŸ·

The day dawned amazingly, in the valley and on the hills once more. Away to meet everyone at Laura’s flat and then head for lunch.

A restaurant we had frequented more than once overlooking a beautiful lake. Everyone ate well and Safi sketched away pictures of butterflies and bridges and Zach impressed with his dialogue and reassured air; methinks the lad is finding himself, if that makes sense.

Too many people in the hotel tonight to get a sensible connection. Even my Vodafone wi-fi box has let me down. So I’ll pick this up tomorrow.

 

Sorry, thanks for reading M & M πŸ˜±πŸ‡¨πŸ‡­πŸ‡¨πŸ‡­