With the moon firmly in the sky, our alarm again went off. The journey awaiting us was not ideal but the idea of hot springs after was enough motivation to get us out of bed. Abigail had a little panic attack at the start of the climb which made the walk seem ominous but soon recovered and spent most of the climb talking of London marathon and how we are apparently both going to run it in the next couple of years (not convinced but nice thought). The sense of a...

Woken up to the most annoying sound in the world and surrounded by darkness we struggled to get out of bed. Knowing we were being picked up at 3 we chucked our clothes on and waited for our bus. Looking like we were having to sit next to strangers, thankfully someone offered to move and we tried to get comfortable in the little space we had together for our three hour journey. Sleeping and bouncing would be the two verbs to describe the drive as once gain the ro...