CRASH

Well it happened. A solid 12+ hours of sleep. And what impeccable timing. A storm blew in off the Atlantic and the rain commenced by midday. I spend the afternoon drinking cappuccinos from the Saeco Royal in the kitchen and doing expenses. Lars hit some balls at the driving range down the road, Carl, Laurence and Jamie went to test the lines at the stadium and Dan was off searching for news, which I must say is a little hard to come by down here on the Cape.