The sun slipped behind the mountains to the west. Across the lake, the lights of Albania would soon shine. It had been another warm, sunny day on the shores of Lake Ohrid. We stood on the pier in the town centre and admired the view. One of the large pleasure boats awaited the final passengers of their bus tour load, before setting sail. It was time for a pint. We mused that, despite the name, Ohrid was anything but! The Wizard chariot had landed early from Tour HQ at Luton Airport. It had been remarkably quiet in advance of our early afternoon take off time - a mere 3 minute wait to get through security. The Man in the Middle looked suitably impressed. There was no repeat of the oppressive Stansted search of the smalls and
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