Pleased to wake up in the graveyard, and pleased we were the only ones to wake up, in the graveyard. What we weren't awake to, is that today is Sunday and yes the local brethren were arriving for early Mass. They seemed totally unimpressed that we had spent the night with their dearly departed ancestors. We sort of nodded and tried to exchange common pleasantries, like good ole aussie "G'day, just leaving now, have a nice day". They were totally dark on us, almost as dark as the storm clouds gathering on the horizon signalling another tough day in the saddle. No time for breakfast, the embarrassment meter has just gone off the scale, packing up tents like men possessed. I was later to discover that in my rush pack, I had left one of my
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