My wild social life
It seems that waiters in Cyprus think I am much more of a party animal than I really am. At least 2 have just asked me where the party is and the sole goal of my evening has been to book a flight from the rock to Birmingham. Last night I was equally interesting and sat on my balcony to watch a thunderstorm. My shoe has broken though, and I've had more orange liqueur than I should have had. Does this count?
I am in Cyprus
Today is a momentous day...one which saw my dad put on a lifejacket and get on a boat and go parascending. He did only decide to do this after 4 other members of my family were lifejacketed up, but still.