We're on the train heading down the country from Edinburgh where we flew back into the Uk to London where we leave from.
Firstly getting back into the Uk was far from simple. We couldn't land in Edinburgh so we were diverted to Prestwick on the west coast of Scotland. When we landed there was no talk about buses to get us to Edinburgh. The reason for this, 20 minutes later we were airborne again flying back to Edinburgh.
Anyway it was nice to see the city covered in snow and not a blanket of fog like it was previously. It was also nice to spend time with my aunt and uncle before heading away and we shared a lovely breakfast with them.
And now it is time to make amends for a few oversights on our behalf. Firstly those who have read this blog will know the title is Wales it is then. We did not begin the blog until we decided to settle in Wales. As a result some important people who we met and visited have not been mentioned in the posts.
We would like to thank Michelle as well as Zac and Matthew for allowing us to stay with them in Walton on Thames. Also Amanda and Mark for helping us get to Leicster where we met Jo and Richard and there son Jamie. it was nice to have a friendly face or two during what was a low time for us. It was great to stay with Marion and Ivor in their lovely cottage in Herefordshire. This was a time when we were at a very low ebb and they were wonderful in helping us get through it.
But the biggest thank you has to be saved for John and Cathie whom we have unintentionally left out when talking about where we ended up. It was there cottage in Wales where we stayed and it was also their car that we had use of during our time there. Both of these things were a huge assistance to us. Life was also made easier by John and Cathie taking me to Newport to help me get to work easier. I most certainly appreciated not having to get up so early especially as winter began. The fact they were willing to take us to and from the station when we travelled was welcomed and again it made life so much easier. As I mentioned earlier in this paragraph it was never our intention to leave any of these people out of the blog and we deeply regret doing so.
Anyway just five days to go. I'm sure there will be more posts but they may not happen now until we arrive in New Zealand.
Au revoir
United Kingdom
Friday, 8 January 2010
Sunday, 3 January 2010
When it rains below zero, it snows
51 cm of snow, there’s only one thing for it. Snowflight. Actually that’s not quite true. After pelting each other with snow, we tried to make a snowman. Our snow blob might not win any style contests but we liked him.
As for Dusseldorf, it’s a nice town. Some great boutique shops, and some fabulous food. Weiner crossaints have become a family favourite and Super Dickmann’s really hit the spot for dessert. As yet I haven’t had the chance to order Schwartwelderkirshtorte which is about all I remember of my high school German, but I’m still on the lookout.
On Tuesday we are meeting up with Emil who is travelling across country to see us, so that’s going to be a highlight. Hard to believe only a couple of days left on the continent.
As for Dusseldorf, it’s a nice town. Some great boutique shops, and some fabulous food. Weiner crossaints have become a family favourite and Super Dickmann’s really hit the spot for dessert. As yet I haven’t had the chance to order Schwartwelderkirshtorte which is about all I remember of my high school German, but I’m still on the lookout.
On Tuesday we are meeting up with Emil who is travelling across country to see us, so that’s going to be a highlight. Hard to believe only a couple of days left on the continent.
Happy New years from Italia!
Villa d Alme
We had an early rise as we headed from Rome to Bergamo, an airport 50 km north of Milan. Once there we negotiated the local buses to arrive at Villa d Alme our location over new years. This tiny little Italian village is home to the Hotel Ventolosa where our spacious room overlooked snow capped mountains. On New Year’s Eve we had a day in Milan, which has to be the most expensive city we have visited. The thing that strikes you about Milan is its glorious cathedral, this was wonderful to visit and is a must do on any tourists list. However as day turned to night it was time to head back to our rural paradise. Dinner that night consisted of foccacia bread from the bakery, fruit from the greengrocer and pizza from the local pizzeria. It was a feast fit for kings on this special night and getting to head into the kitchen to see the pizza cooked in the traditional wood fire oven was a real thrill. We really couldn’t imagine a more perfect place to see in 2010 and Prue’s night was made when 80’s tunes were played on TV.
Regrettably after a slow start the next morning it was off to the airport to complete the final leg of our European vacation, Dusseldorf, Germany.
We had an early rise as we headed from Rome to Bergamo, an airport 50 km north of Milan. Once there we negotiated the local buses to arrive at Villa d Alme our location over new years. This tiny little Italian village is home to the Hotel Ventolosa where our spacious room overlooked snow capped mountains. On New Year’s Eve we had a day in Milan, which has to be the most expensive city we have visited. The thing that strikes you about Milan is its glorious cathedral, this was wonderful to visit and is a must do on any tourists list. However as day turned to night it was time to head back to our rural paradise. Dinner that night consisted of foccacia bread from the bakery, fruit from the greengrocer and pizza from the local pizzeria. It was a feast fit for kings on this special night and getting to head into the kitchen to see the pizza cooked in the traditional wood fire oven was a real thrill. We really couldn’t imagine a more perfect place to see in 2010 and Prue’s night was made when 80’s tunes were played on TV.
Regrettably after a slow start the next morning it was off to the airport to complete the final leg of our European vacation, Dusseldorf, Germany.
Rome wasn't built in a day, but it was toured in two.
We arrived in Rome to some much welcomed warm weather. We found our hotel with little difficulty, not always the easiest thing in Rome and then we set off on foot to begin our adventure.
First we headed to Trivi Fountain, but due to some erroneous map reading we first found a mountain created by Bernini. Finally after some great pizza to fuel the mind, we discovered our intended location. This for Prue had as much meaning as the Eiffel Tower had had for Maddy and she smiled with joy just being in this beautiful location. From there we wandered the narrow streets until we came across the Panthenon. This was as amazing as we had imagined. The wonderful thing about Rome is the things you uncover on your walks. There are many wonderful churches that you uncover and we found a shop that resembled the workshop Pinocchio was created in. Maddy made a purchase here of which she is very proud.
On day two we headed straight to the Collesum and were blown away by the scale of it. The rain fell but it could do nothing to dampen our spirits as we climbed the steps of this colossal structure. The hours flew by and all too soon it was time to leave and head across town on the Metro for Vaticcan City. We didn’t have time to visit the Sistine Chapel (next trip) but St Peter’s Basillica was absolutely breathtaking. Amazingly our time in Rome was already at an end and we headed back to our hotel which had reception in one building, our room in another and the breakfast room across the road. This is truly an amazing city and one we all want to visit again.
First we headed to Trivi Fountain, but due to some erroneous map reading we first found a mountain created by Bernini. Finally after some great pizza to fuel the mind, we discovered our intended location. This for Prue had as much meaning as the Eiffel Tower had had for Maddy and she smiled with joy just being in this beautiful location. From there we wandered the narrow streets until we came across the Panthenon. This was as amazing as we had imagined. The wonderful thing about Rome is the things you uncover on your walks. There are many wonderful churches that you uncover and we found a shop that resembled the workshop Pinocchio was created in. Maddy made a purchase here of which she is very proud.
On day two we headed straight to the Collesum and were blown away by the scale of it. The rain fell but it could do nothing to dampen our spirits as we climbed the steps of this colossal structure. The hours flew by and all too soon it was time to leave and head across town on the Metro for Vaticcan City. We didn’t have time to visit the Sistine Chapel (next trip) but St Peter’s Basillica was absolutely breathtaking. Amazingly our time in Rome was already at an end and we headed back to our hotel which had reception in one building, our room in another and the breakfast room across the road. This is truly an amazing city and one we all want to visit again.
So this is Christmas
Christmas Day
How to ruin a well thought out plan. Stay next to an RER station that goes directly to Disney, only to find out the line will be closed due to strikes.
How to save it, taxi, no other option.
That said we arrived at Disneyland at 9 30 on Christmas day, with the prospect of 12 hours in front of us and so much to do.
Buzz Lightyear was our first port of call and we were soon helping him fight Zurg and the alien forces. It was a nice, gentle way to start the day, but things were about to heat up. Due to the early time of the day lines were short. What better time to head to the most popular attraction space Mountain. Prue in her vast wisdom decided this wasn’t the ride for her, but Joseph and Maddy had no such apprehensions. Problem, that means I wasn’t allowed the luxury of having reservations either. For those who have no prior knowledge of this ride it is a rollercoaster that shoots you very quickly into a dark room, where you occasionally have the luxury of lights usually as a wall is looming and then you corkscrew at regular intervals. Maddy did intend to give us an eye witness account of her ride, but regrettably her eyes were sealed shut for the duration. Joseph on the other hand had his eyes wider open than they had been in the previous 14 years.
As the day wore on we zigzagged across the park riding as many rides as we could; Pirates of the Caribean, The Haunted Mansion, Peter Pan, Pinocchio and the old river steamer were just some of the rides we went on.
During the cause of the day Maddy met with Robin Hood and Eyeore, and she was joined by Joseph and myself to have a photo taken with Rafiki from the Lion King.
Not all of the day was spent on our feet though. We sat in the cinema to experience “Honey I shrunk the audience” and then as the day wound on Joseph, Maddy and myself went on Star Tours. This flight simulator based on the Star Wars movies was a huge thrill. For anyone who has ever wondered what it is like to travel at Light speed or to blow up the Death Star this is the ride for you.
The day finally ended with a return to the Buzz LightYear ride where we finished the day in the same manner that it started.
25 December 2009 was far from a typical Christmas Day, but it is certainly one that will remain in our memories for a long, long time.
How to ruin a well thought out plan. Stay next to an RER station that goes directly to Disney, only to find out the line will be closed due to strikes.
How to save it, taxi, no other option.
That said we arrived at Disneyland at 9 30 on Christmas day, with the prospect of 12 hours in front of us and so much to do.
Buzz Lightyear was our first port of call and we were soon helping him fight Zurg and the alien forces. It was a nice, gentle way to start the day, but things were about to heat up. Due to the early time of the day lines were short. What better time to head to the most popular attraction space Mountain. Prue in her vast wisdom decided this wasn’t the ride for her, but Joseph and Maddy had no such apprehensions. Problem, that means I wasn’t allowed the luxury of having reservations either. For those who have no prior knowledge of this ride it is a rollercoaster that shoots you very quickly into a dark room, where you occasionally have the luxury of lights usually as a wall is looming and then you corkscrew at regular intervals. Maddy did intend to give us an eye witness account of her ride, but regrettably her eyes were sealed shut for the duration. Joseph on the other hand had his eyes wider open than they had been in the previous 14 years.
As the day wore on we zigzagged across the park riding as many rides as we could; Pirates of the Caribean, The Haunted Mansion, Peter Pan, Pinocchio and the old river steamer were just some of the rides we went on.
During the cause of the day Maddy met with Robin Hood and Eyeore, and she was joined by Joseph and myself to have a photo taken with Rafiki from the Lion King.
Not all of the day was spent on our feet though. We sat in the cinema to experience “Honey I shrunk the audience” and then as the day wound on Joseph, Maddy and myself went on Star Tours. This flight simulator based on the Star Wars movies was a huge thrill. For anyone who has ever wondered what it is like to travel at Light speed or to blow up the Death Star this is the ride for you.
The day finally ended with a return to the Buzz LightYear ride where we finished the day in the same manner that it started.
25 December 2009 was far from a typical Christmas Day, but it is certainly one that will remain in our memories for a long, long time.
Paris and about time too!
So much to do, so much to see, it must be Paris.
Where to start? Well after a late night it was an slow start, but we soon made our way to Champs De Elyess and up to the Arc de Triumph. We explored the base of this impressive monument but in the fog that had decended on the French capital we decided not to climb the 300+ steps to the top. Maddy in particular was impressed by this decision as she has never been enthusiastic about stairs and being at the foot of this famous landmark did little to change her opinion.
Although there would be no climbing, there would be walking and we headed down to Concorde scene of Marie Antonette’s beheading. We continued until we arrived at the Louvre where we discovered to our dismay that the museum does not open on Tuesday’s. Determined not to be beaten we continue down Paris’s Left Bank and marvelled at the River Siene and the bridges that zigzagged across it. Photo oppurtunities on the Pont Neuf were not missed and in no time at all we found ourselves outside Notre dame de Paris. After the photos outside, minus the scaffolding that had been on the church during Prue and my last visit we headed inside. It truly is a wonderful building and it never fails to amaze me how beautiful it is.
Not ready to return to the poorest hotel room of this European vacation we decided to fulfil Maddy’s lifelong dream and ascend the Eiffel Tower. Doing this by night added another dimension to this experience and Maddy and Joseph both loved the 324 panoramic views by night. Once we were down we headed for the Metro, but we didn’t get far. Each night the Eiffel Tower comes to life and performs. The light and music show that followed was as Maddy described it a once in a lifetime experience.
The next day we headed straight for the Louvre. 35000 pieces of art was going to take some time and we were not ashamed to call time 4 hours later with ¾ of the gallery still to view. It was getting to the point where we would start to forget some of the breathtaking artwork we had seen. We used the afternoon to wander the city of Paris for what we believed would be the final time as tomorrow we were moving closer to Disneyland.
But wait there’s more. We managed to get a bonus day on Boxing Day. We began by heading to Montmartre and visiting the Sacre Couer. Translated to sacred Heart this church overlooks Paris from the highest point the hill above Montmartre. The street urchins who inhabit the area below this sacred site make it an interesting walk up, but one that is well worth it. From Sacre Couer we moved through the bohemian streets to Moulin Rouge. This world famous nightclub is still a sight during the bright daylight we experienced it complete with its iconic spinning windmill. We walked through Paris again until we found the Opera House which was unfortunitly closed but is still majestic to view from outside. All in all we felt we had seen the best Paris had to offer and we were glad for the extra day. But the biggest star of this trip was always going to be Christmas day at Disneyland!
Where to start? Well after a late night it was an slow start, but we soon made our way to Champs De Elyess and up to the Arc de Triumph. We explored the base of this impressive monument but in the fog that had decended on the French capital we decided not to climb the 300+ steps to the top. Maddy in particular was impressed by this decision as she has never been enthusiastic about stairs and being at the foot of this famous landmark did little to change her opinion.
Although there would be no climbing, there would be walking and we headed down to Concorde scene of Marie Antonette’s beheading. We continued until we arrived at the Louvre where we discovered to our dismay that the museum does not open on Tuesday’s. Determined not to be beaten we continue down Paris’s Left Bank and marvelled at the River Siene and the bridges that zigzagged across it. Photo oppurtunities on the Pont Neuf were not missed and in no time at all we found ourselves outside Notre dame de Paris. After the photos outside, minus the scaffolding that had been on the church during Prue and my last visit we headed inside. It truly is a wonderful building and it never fails to amaze me how beautiful it is.
Not ready to return to the poorest hotel room of this European vacation we decided to fulfil Maddy’s lifelong dream and ascend the Eiffel Tower. Doing this by night added another dimension to this experience and Maddy and Joseph both loved the 324 panoramic views by night. Once we were down we headed for the Metro, but we didn’t get far. Each night the Eiffel Tower comes to life and performs. The light and music show that followed was as Maddy described it a once in a lifetime experience.
The next day we headed straight for the Louvre. 35000 pieces of art was going to take some time and we were not ashamed to call time 4 hours later with ¾ of the gallery still to view. It was getting to the point where we would start to forget some of the breathtaking artwork we had seen. We used the afternoon to wander the city of Paris for what we believed would be the final time as tomorrow we were moving closer to Disneyland.
But wait there’s more. We managed to get a bonus day on Boxing Day. We began by heading to Montmartre and visiting the Sacre Couer. Translated to sacred Heart this church overlooks Paris from the highest point the hill above Montmartre. The street urchins who inhabit the area below this sacred site make it an interesting walk up, but one that is well worth it. From Sacre Couer we moved through the bohemian streets to Moulin Rouge. This world famous nightclub is still a sight during the bright daylight we experienced it complete with its iconic spinning windmill. We walked through Paris again until we found the Opera House which was unfortunitly closed but is still majestic to view from outside. All in all we felt we had seen the best Paris had to offer and we were glad for the extra day. But the biggest star of this trip was always going to be Christmas day at Disneyland!
Getting there is half the fun
So we finally got on the train. Not our train but the train before. Our train the 7 15p.m. was going to be even later so we got on the 6 15 which was already 55 minutes late. We were then confronted by a French couple as we were in there seats. They decided it didn’t matter and took two seats across from us. Next to them was an incredibly shy French boy of about 14 and they were joined by a brash American woman who was living in Amsterdam. As we finally got going we all listened willingly or unwillingly to the Americans tale of her trip from Amsterdam that had taken all day, she was off to meet a friend for dinner before the friend left Paris the next morning. As the trip continued we all exchanged friendly conversation and the Belgium beer flowed thanks to our new French friends. The group were keep entertained by the nimble fingered French boy who made fantastic origami before departing to find his parents elsewhere in the carriage. Next to depart was the stressed out American. Our train was growing later and later so she was in danger of missing her dinner date which did little for her mood. She arranged with the French man to carry her heavier suitcase when the train finished. Off she went and the rest of us were left to puzzle over her actions, not for the last time this night.
Finally a little over two hours late we got to Paris Gard de Nord, one of the world’s great stations. Off we got with the French couple and the crazy ladies suitcase. The French couple decided that they would go to collect some reinbursment once they had dropped off the suitcase. They invited us to join them and it seemed like a good idea after the long ride. Problem, no crazy lady. 15 minutes of searching the station later and we still hadn’t found her. Finally she appeared like a whirlwind ranting that he hadn’t understood her and he should have been at the taxi stand (please bear in mind there is one at every exit of this station). Finally with no reinbursment, but at 11:30 we bid farewell to our best friends of the last 4 hours. It’s a strange old world when you end the night kissing the cheek of the person whose seat you stole, but that was the case on the night we travelled from Brussels to Paris.
Finally a little over two hours late we got to Paris Gard de Nord, one of the world’s great stations. Off we got with the French couple and the crazy ladies suitcase. The French couple decided that they would go to collect some reinbursment once they had dropped off the suitcase. They invited us to join them and it seemed like a good idea after the long ride. Problem, no crazy lady. 15 minutes of searching the station later and we still hadn’t found her. Finally she appeared like a whirlwind ranting that he hadn’t understood her and he should have been at the taxi stand (please bear in mind there is one at every exit of this station). Finally with no reinbursment, but at 11:30 we bid farewell to our best friends of the last 4 hours. It’s a strange old world when you end the night kissing the cheek of the person whose seat you stole, but that was the case on the night we travelled from Brussels to Paris.
Waffles, Chocolates and Frites
We were a little alarmed as we took off from Faro airport only to discover we were heading from 19 degrees to 0. The news got worse as we were told we wouldn’t be landing as the snow was too bad, snow what snow, we’d been walking around in t shirts just a couple of hours ago.
Having experienced a diversion from Bristol to Birmingham when we returned from Blefast we braced ourself for the bad news, but shock horror it didn’t come. Instead came the joyus news we were going to land, or at least attempt to land. We weren’t to sure about the whole idea of attempting to land but that was the pilots call and there was little we could do about it.
What followed through the blustering snow was the smoothest landing we had experienced with Ryanair.
Unfortunitly the drama was not over for the night. The next two hours were spent in freezing conditions waiting outside Charleroi Airport. Taxis pick and choose at theis time and despite assurances one driver would be back in five minutes, we were not the chosen ones on this night. Finally we got a taxi and heading the five minute ride to Charleroi Airport Hotel. 23 euro later we were there, can anyone say rip off. Apparently the driver could when Prue collected a taxi slip from the hotel meaning we didn’t pay. Add to that the fact the hotel were apologetic for the hassle, so they gave us complimentary breakfasts. Finally at 2 a.m. we rolled into our spacious bed. The next day we headed to the train and off to Brussels. Finally we had some snow to play in. Yay. Cold hands boo.
Brussels is a great city and the metro is an easy way to get around it, although we never quite mastered the validating tickets so I think we got a few rides free. The grand plaza was magnificent, Mannekin Pis was amazing, although Maddy was a little disappointed it wasn’t bigger, and the Christmas markets were a joy to experience. But the real highlight of the trip was undoubtably, Ice Skating. At the beginning Joseph showed how adaptable he was by skating away from the rest of us, before the hour was done, Prue and Maddy had also mastered the art of skating. Sadly I did not gain the same level of proficiency. As Joseph will testify my arms flapped as I struggled to remain standing. On some occasions I was successful such as when I hit Joseph across the chest as he came to my aid, however on other occasions I got up close and personal with the ice. We all loved it and Maddy in particular would love to go again. After this both kids went sleighing and then it was time to experience the Belgium delicacies, frites, chocolates and waffles. The frites were the undoubted stars, chocolates pleased the sweet toothes amongst us, while the waffles met mixed reviews. All in all it was a great four days which only culminated when we borded the fast train for Paris, 1 hour late because of snow on the tracks!
Having experienced a diversion from Bristol to Birmingham when we returned from Blefast we braced ourself for the bad news, but shock horror it didn’t come. Instead came the joyus news we were going to land, or at least attempt to land. We weren’t to sure about the whole idea of attempting to land but that was the pilots call and there was little we could do about it.
What followed through the blustering snow was the smoothest landing we had experienced with Ryanair.
Unfortunitly the drama was not over for the night. The next two hours were spent in freezing conditions waiting outside Charleroi Airport. Taxis pick and choose at theis time and despite assurances one driver would be back in five minutes, we were not the chosen ones on this night. Finally we got a taxi and heading the five minute ride to Charleroi Airport Hotel. 23 euro later we were there, can anyone say rip off. Apparently the driver could when Prue collected a taxi slip from the hotel meaning we didn’t pay. Add to that the fact the hotel were apologetic for the hassle, so they gave us complimentary breakfasts. Finally at 2 a.m. we rolled into our spacious bed. The next day we headed to the train and off to Brussels. Finally we had some snow to play in. Yay. Cold hands boo.
Brussels is a great city and the metro is an easy way to get around it, although we never quite mastered the validating tickets so I think we got a few rides free. The grand plaza was magnificent, Mannekin Pis was amazing, although Maddy was a little disappointed it wasn’t bigger, and the Christmas markets were a joy to experience. But the real highlight of the trip was undoubtably, Ice Skating. At the beginning Joseph showed how adaptable he was by skating away from the rest of us, before the hour was done, Prue and Maddy had also mastered the art of skating. Sadly I did not gain the same level of proficiency. As Joseph will testify my arms flapped as I struggled to remain standing. On some occasions I was successful such as when I hit Joseph across the chest as he came to my aid, however on other occasions I got up close and personal with the ice. We all loved it and Maddy in particular would love to go again. After this both kids went sleighing and then it was time to experience the Belgium delicacies, frites, chocolates and waffles. The frites were the undoubted stars, chocolates pleased the sweet toothes amongst us, while the waffles met mixed reviews. All in all it was a great four days which only culminated when we borded the fast train for Paris, 1 hour late because of snow on the tracks!
Seville
It wasn’t on our itinerary, but when we found out we could make a day trip to Seville for a paltry 16 euro per person we jumped at the chance. It was only three hours to get to the most beautiful Plaza de Espana. Scenes from Laurence of Arabia and Star Wars Episode two were shot at this majestic setting. After a short bus ride we were at our next destination, the world’s largest cathedral (Seville Cathedral). Words and pictures cannot begin to do this justice because the size a beauty were unbelievable but it was breathtaking to stand in the treasury and see the most gold you could lay your eyes on this side of El Dorado. Seville Cathedral is also home to the tomb of Christopher Columbus and it was a wonderfully strange experience to stand in the presence of the legendary explorer. As Joseph mentioned we seeing an awful lot of things relevant to things we’ve heard about. A trip to the cathedral is not complete without climbing the grand tower. This is the only part of the cathedral that has been retained from the original mosque when it was taken over by the Catholics. There are no stairs in the tower, just 35 inclined ramps, leading to the peak. This is because people used to ride horses up to the top. At about ramp 20 we began to think there was something in this and began to look for a stray pony, but alas none were to be found. Physical discomforts aside, the views across Seville were amazing and it was well worth the effort to get to the top.
Upon leaving the cathedral it was time for food. Joseph and Maddy hit the local pastries with gusto while it would be pointless to be in Spain without sampling the local food. As our guide Victor said, “gastronomy is part of travel”. With this in mind we visited a Spanish restaurant and ordered a tapa of paella. It was delicious and very reasonable at just 2:50. It would have been impossible to eat a full sized dish so this proved a great choice. Finally there was a chance to hit the shops, a find some Spanish tiles before embarking on the ride back to Albufeira. It seemed to fly by in the dark, probably as we were all a bit tired. What a great day and an unexpected bonus to our trip.
Upon leaving the cathedral it was time for food. Joseph and Maddy hit the local pastries with gusto while it would be pointless to be in Spain without sampling the local food. As our guide Victor said, “gastronomy is part of travel”. With this in mind we visited a Spanish restaurant and ordered a tapa of paella. It was delicious and very reasonable at just 2:50. It would have been impossible to eat a full sized dish so this proved a great choice. Finally there was a chance to hit the shops, a find some Spanish tiles before embarking on the ride back to Albufeira. It seemed to fly by in the dark, probably as we were all a bit tired. What a great day and an unexpected bonus to our trip.
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