Being the gracious hosts that they are, they obviously offered to take a photo of me looking like shit and wishing for a swift, painless death.
I like to think I managed to look a little defiant, but really I just look knackered. Those 9 months without travel have left me really rather unfit…
We’re going for an ‘easier walk’ today, apparently. I’m packing the amphetamines.
Notice how I still managed to take my glasses off before the photo was taken.