I’ve finally succumbed to the internet cafe. I’ve walked past it every couple of days, and ignored it’s calls. It’s not so easy once I’ve had a couple of cerveza (hic). Will catch up with you all on Sunday (if I’m not cutting the grass), and the stories of the holiday will be told, including “The Seven Toilets” a classic in the making.
I’ve just checked and I’ve too many emails to go through (213), but will reply to everyone soon I promise, manyana postada (spelling?) though!
