Last leg, over to the west

A coffee before we catch the dreaded 325 bus over the mountains to los gigantes. In fact, it was a nice journey, with a few hairpins on the way up (no photos as we had to sit on the wrong side of the bus, so Helen didn't cry 😉), but not too bad on the way down. After a chill, we walked over to Puerto santiago and found our lovely apartment. Bleach on the worktop wrecked Helens top. Popped over to surprise Jess and Ron and did the bingo with them 🤣Read more