I picked a perfect day to take off – those who went to the vineyard only ended up working for 1.5 hours or so because of the rain. Sundays are usually shorter days anyway (length depends on the severity of the bosses' hangovers…), but today was unusually short and definitely not worth waking up at 5:30 for!
Guess I've become something of a workaholic, because I woke up before 6 anyway and couldn't figure out what to do with myself. I lay in bed for a few hours, made a leisurely breakfast, and headed to the office to see if Karen had any suggestions for things to do. I settled on walking the Wither Hills behind the hostel, and convinced Adrian to join me for some company…and a ride to the park, saving myself a 40-minute non-scenic walk.
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