Living In A Box

An easy flight from Manchester to Paphos yesterday and we made it to the hotel by 11.30 just in time for a cocktail .

Woke up and leaned out of our window and met with that unmistakable feel of Mediteranean heat hitting your face . Time to plan a day of doing as little as possible .

After securing our sun beds for the day with towels, nothing like living up to the cliche , we then ticked a few other Englishman on Holiday boxes by getting some ridiculous lilos for the pool and indulging in bright coloured cocktails whilst lying around without a care in the world. Much of the first day was spent in this fashion.

Just to complete the set of predictable tourist behaviours we headed down to the beach to get some shots in the wooden boxes set up for shelter and photo opportunities . What a fabulous idea , maybe Cypriot tourist board knew a a blipper was in town so built them in time

Took hundreds of sunset photos as did the girls . Silhouette heaven I tell you. Erin has one of me looking like the hunchback witch in Hansel and Gretel . I thought you would prefer I blip my view through the lens rather than hers!