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Friday, 5 September 2008

The town with no name

Rob and I stayed in a town where we didn´t know the name. No one spoke English or Spanish, so we were reduced to miming most thing. Rob mimed a kangaroo to show he was a Australian to much applause by the B&B owners. The place was lovely.







We also find out the answer to the age of question of "what would romeo and juliet be like if they were chickens?"

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