On a Dangerous Mission ... To Buy Gloves
September 6th 2017 We sleep in. Issy decides to pass on breakfast so I go down alone. The lady in the breakfast room asks me if I want a table for only one, with a lot of stress on the word "only". I can feel the eyes of the room boring into me. I'm not sure why; when I look around I see that I'm the only person here.
We decide to take a tour on the small bus/train that we've seen carting tourists around the town
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