Day three: Jetlag and poorly feet

Sunday night saw two out of the three of us suffering badly from the effects of jetlag, and consequently saw very little sleep for the three of us.

When we eventually dragged ourselves out we decided just to have a look around the city centre, and pick up a few supplies.

Several hours later we came back with a couple of t-shirts for Daz and one for Em, the new AC/DC CD, no supplies what-so-ever (we couldn't face the queues in Woolworths), and two very sore feet for me!

So much for nice sensible Clarks shoes - agony does not make for a happy shopper. Daz can't believe that at 38 I still can't manage to buy a pair of shoes properly..........

Tired, and just a little grumpy we all trundled back, but moods improved no end with a good coffee, a change of shoes, a rest, and a nice big bowl of pasta for tea.

Cheryl xx