Dutch tales

By ThisIsGerda

Steps, steps and steps....

We knew we booked a hotel without a lift. I only thought it meant we had to bring our suitcases up and down. That's one time, not to worry. I didn't realise we had to go up and down several times a day. Our room was only on the second floor,  still... A flight of steps up from the restaurant, a few more from the pool area, followed by four more to get to our room... I told my brother we'd get used to it but somehow we didn't. Well, at least we got our exercise! Tomorrow it's only down,  a last time. Then we're homeward bound. 

I had a great time. Loved everything about the island and enjoyed our hotel as well. In spite of those steps. ;-)

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