The next morning I woke early and went to breakfast – to find several of the group already there, including our guide. We hadn’t realised we were staying at the
Our visit to the actual village of Portmeirion ended quietly, but with an interesting mosaic of happenings. We rejoined our colleagues, silent in our own conclusions – for everyone must
“Welcome to Central Station…” We thought we had misheard; sitting on the back row of the four-wheel drive bus – yes, I did write 4×4 bus! There’s a picture below,
In Yutacan, where Mayan mind Once ruled a fabled land A mighty structure stands its side It is a temple of the wind Tumul its name, once whispered wide Upon
Absolutely true. Wonderful post!
It was a real delght to have Barb with us for the weekend 🙂