After so much running about and eating in restaurants, it was nice to head over to the afore-mentioned (sorta-)cousin’s flat last night for dinner. Truth be told I’ve not seen her in about fifteen years, but living here in the UK she sees my brother every so often, so we spent the evening with she, her husband and their 9 month old son. There was much beer and wine, some fun conversation, and she prepared a great and meaty feast. She marvelled at how big I’d grown, I marvelled at the melange of accents she seems to’ve acquired over the years. But it was a wonderful time, just what we needed, I think.

After a cab ride home and an apertif in the bar (Aberlour and Tamdhu for us) it was time for more bed. Now we’re up and getting ready for long trek back to London. The great adventure continues!!