And I was welcomed into their house as a stranger to one and a friend to another.
Constantly coffee’d and tea’d, wined and fine dined.
What a wonderful whirlwind five days of beaches, castles, waterfalls, museums, churches and ancient buildings that culminated on a final evening with two hours of jamming (guitar and voice) and three hours of clubbing.
Breathless. Intoxicating.
Life as it should be: drinking from a pail and not a cup.
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