That already set the tone, how could I possibly believe in this tableau now? It was ruined. I was awakened now to the fact that people in villages here all had bloody mobile phones, there was no romantic idyllic pockets of untouched simple lives it was all smoke and mirrors.
I saw the owners son coming down the hill on his bicycle holding a hapless chuck by its legs flapping its wings wildly. A wicker basket with salad veg and herbs was attached to the back. The fat chef pointing at my approaching very alive bird shouted ‘Your dinner!’ grinning happily, I grinned back queasily.
Or infinity pools in heaven.
Alert: this was posted ages ago but now fits in sequentially and bears a second look at. I am updating it as I was in a rush before and this place would go on my top 10 list of places to go in the world!
OR HAND MADE COCKTAILS ON BOARD CHOO CHOO!!!
