This weekend we packed up the private jet and headed off for a five star hotel in Greece.
Of course, by private jet I mean slightly rusting Ford, and you should probably read tent in Pembrokeshire instead of a hotel in Greece.
However, I don’t think I could have had a nicer weekend spent anywhere else in the world.
The weather was absolutely perfect for camping. Our campsite was literally about 30 seconds walk from the coast path and we spent the two days that we were there walking along the path first one way and then the other until our feet ached. Then we would settle down on the cliffs and watch the sun set over a calm sea.
It was a perfectly relaxing few days of recharging the batteries…and now, back to work!
(until we go to Shetland in 16 days…aha!)
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