Lake Como. Very pretty and felt like a summer holiday.
Corinne peeing into her trousers at the train station.
General Incy Wincy.
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A beautiful lake.
Discovering my delayed train meant I met another delayed train that got me into London on time.
Getting home before Jonny and having a shower and sorting out my shit.
The misty morning. It wasn’t even cold. Just beautiful.
The quiet walk around the lake. With mossy photo shoots.
Han farting.
The moss and the waterfalls.
The stone bridge.
Lunch by the lake.
A walk around the lake, with heaps of dogs (including one wearing a waterproof jacket) and the sun and cuddles and sits on benches. It was so lovely.
Tapa Tapas. Delicious food. Nice chats.
Going to the pub after and watching boxing and chatting to three random guys.
Plus running away from waves, nice showers, great parallel parking.
Alec changing into his driving shoes before setting off in the fanciest hire car I’ve ever driven.
The beautiful treehouse on the lake on the alpaca farm for Corinne’s surprise birthday.
Kayaking in the dark, sex pond in the rain and shooting stars.
Driving around the lakes. Even if it was rainy.
An afternoon in the beautiful naked spa. So many saunas.
A beery pizza dinner, talking about wanking people off and blow job etiquette.
Lying in the sun on the edge of lake Wanaka, relaxing after the days of walks.
Swimming in lake Wanaka.
The lovely mocha. Great coffee, lots of chocolate.
The bra fence.
Screaming as loud as we could into a waterfall in the middle of nowhere.
The stunning lakes with beautiful clear water and barely a breath of wind.
The beautiful bright yellow tree just outside our campervan this morning.
Stopping at Wanaka lake to take photos. It was gorgeous.
Parking at a DOC site in the middle of a valley with clouds drifting around the mountains, a fire pit on our pitch and a short walk through the mossy forest.
Three little things 