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Toasted Tourists

The heat was a change from our normal abode a wonderful way to reside, but when it is high at the noon of the day it would be nice to stay cool inside. A country so hot was a good place to be where from routine and work we were free, where the sunshine and sand of our holiday land let us play all day long in the sea. But next time we go we will fly on a plane and find nice cool rooms to stay in, the sun heated our caravan too hot by far so we roasted like nuts in a tin. Good luck to our friends they can drive on their own to the land where they're toasted right through for we'll only go where there's places to stay with air-con and plenty to do. We got bored in this land where there's nothing but sand, though the natives were friendly, that's true, but just sitting all day on beaches that way is not what we’d normally do. We had travelled so far with our caravan and car with our friends that are really quite sweet but in two thousand and four we learned a bit more about things that we'll never repeat! Ivor G Davies

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