Walking to work

Walking down the drive way to work at the youth hostel this morning.

Chaotic morning - we have a team of Aussie teenage rugby players in who need to be fed every two hours it seems. They are gigantic and look about 30 but are in fact just 17. I caught them some of them playing hide and seek the other night. Sweet, but kind of bizarre. they seem keen to believe the hostel is haunted. I told them it was.