After so much walking, not only did my feet hurt *I had taken in my boots to get repaired and the guy took out and threw out my gel insoles and I didn’t notice until we were already hiking! Ugh. I was rather – read ‘very’ – upset* but I also was so so very tired. I slept much better, though the vino did screw it up a touch. And I woke up more rested, a little puffy, and full of sarcasm.
I have to say, I wasn’t a fan of the AirBnB *hence, I’m not naming it* but I did like that we had a bit of a porch area to ourselves and could have morning coffee in my PJs and kimono out there. Morning coffee, a little Instagram, and some reading made me a lot nicer, as Andrew can attest. Excuse the make up free pictures – but meh, I’m not twenty and no use pretending I am.