Thursday was not the best of nights, the bar at Camping Azul was still rocking at midnight when there restrictions meant it should have closed at ten. The British couple next door to us, fellow bloggers (not on travel blog but another one!), had taken it in turns to complain. The first complaint resulted in her being told that they had paid for their holiday and could pretty much do what they wanted to, the second complaint an hour or so later seemed to do the trick and the bar closed for the night. Having overslept we set to striking camp and were ready by 10.00am. I went to pay and complained about the night problems to receive a shrug, so nice to feel your custom is welcome. Woolly says – I felt very tired and
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