Two Wheels

Today was apparently a day for testing the nerves. Starting off with a walk up a hill, and then along the cliff edges at the top. Lots of hills where you look down both sides and realise that this would be a really bad point for you to lose your sense of balance. And to prove to us just how slippery our shoes really are, there was a bit of a steep dirt strip, which I went down by sliding most of the way and hoping not to fall on my face.

I have friends who have been trying to convince me for ages that I need to join them on two wheels, a world that I've happily stayed away from with my four wheels. But they happen to have such a cute scooter here that I had to try as at least a passenger, and ended up at the front. Tried to ram it into the wall at the first corner (at walking pace), and once I got confident I even floored it for a minute and got all the way up to 50km/h.

But it is also our last day in before the big kick off back to Australia, so we tried to finish all the things we still wanted to help each other with, enjoy a nice dinner by the beach (we're nowhere near the ocean but we still found beach), and roll into the night.
The next two days are then basically consumed by Car -> Plane -> Plane -> Car -> Home.

It's been nice. But maybe we can return to somewhere where I know how to greet people again without them looking at me funny, and where I don't need to think for minutes to remember some short word.