It's always nice to come home at the end of a lovely holiday. Especially after a disgusting overnight flight on a cramped cheap airline with a case of Bali belly and sporting a few drunken injuries. Poor B, I was not a fun travel companion on the way home!
I had a fabulous holiday and the wedding was STUNNING, but I'll write more about that tomorrow when I'm feeling better. For now I'll leave you with an idea of how the night started and ended for me at the wedding.
A very civilised way to get ready for the wedding with B, Amanda and her boy. (Photo stolen from B)
My thigh today after falling down the stairs of the pool while going for a drunken swim at 4.00 am. I rarely ever bruise, so that gives you an idea how painful that is! This photo sums up how I have spent my day, laying on the couch in my nightie and dressing gown, too sick to move.