First night
June 1st 2005 Making our way to the guest house (Comfort House) that we’d booked via email we got lost a couple of times, lugging our luggage around. I was relying on my 10 year old memory of the place and despite asking for directions still managed to get lost a few times. Brens showed remarkable tolerance, she was tired and starting to get annoyed probably but kept her cool and soldiered on. Perhaps being i
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