We’re back! After a journey that felt like Hannibal crossing the alps, – no flight would be complete without Mark’s tirades against oversized hand luggage- we arrived, somewhat weary, in the late afternoon of July 4th. Yeah, let off a rocket!
A good night’s sleep made me human, appreciative and enthusiastic again. And the light, the breeze and the ocean made me want to paint.
And Mark sensibly took up residence in the hot tub…
PHOTO – Mark Powell