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Holiday

My first ever abroad holiday. Yes I've gotten to the grand old age of 53 before I've planted my feet on foreign soil. 

My flight was to Portugal, and my partner of 3 years was coming too. Unfortunately he's had a crisis and called off. That's fine I'm going anyway... 

First flight omg brilliant, loved it. 

And here I am , but it's raining. Will I let it spoil my experience? No chance in h***!

Food, drink and cats today. What will tomorrow lead to. Let's wait and see. 


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Location: ROT da Nora Velha 8800, 8800 Tavira, Portugal

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