jazz hands

We arrived, safely.
The train journey was uneventful, although the lack of sleep and disturbance at 3am by a gypsy woman and her disabled mother spoilt the small amount of sleep Kate and I managed to get. Once we got to San Bennedetto del Tronto at around 4.30am we text Rupert the host, who (to my suprise) picked us up in 30minutes! We arrived at the house around 5am, ish. After being blown away by how huge, beautiful and altogether amazing this place was, we went to bed, exhausted.

We woke around noon, came downstairs and met the Americans who we stayed with in Lisbon - plus Lyn, the wife of Rupert. Everything here seems too good to be true, but so far it hasn't proved us wrong.
A pool, amazing weather, beautiful company, and great food has made the work we are doing on the villa seem nothing - I even said the other day that I feel we should be doing more for them.

- PICTURES -

WHERE THE MAGIC HAPPENS

6am door shit

We eat in this area, kind of.

God makes us sexy

Just like Dagenham.

PEACE, BITCHES.