An eventful day, we had so much fun getting there and then walking on the North Beach to Sandsend where we stayed for tea before walking back. About to head home and our car broke down! Radiator leaking :( Luckily we were across a Petrol station and not out in the moors. Got towed safely home, but it definitely scuppered our plans to go camping in Horton in Ribblesdale on Sunday night! Thankfully friends could give us a lift for our Sunday expedition…await next post ;)
Another opinionated travelling 20-something, no sense, but 2¢. Pinch of salt on standby. Lockload. Knittering.
What’s it like being Swiss?
When you show your red passport before you’re about to get stripped / your bag searched, airport officials tend to let you go. No one ever suspects the Swiss.
What’s it like being Filipino?
You belong to a rich culture in a country composed of thousands of islands. Whenever you meet up with other Filipinos you get to eat a lot of food, usually pork. You look like a Paul Gauguin painting and people can’t help but stare. Then they ask if you’re from Thailand…
They spelled smaht correctly!
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Juan Luna, “España y Filipinas,” 1886, Lopez Memorial Museum.
