Once more, my piece (peace?) of mind is being fragmented by various running, screaming and obnoxious small children. Oh, and the large one on the piano across the room who is starting a round of “name that tune.”
This is the last night on the ship, we are headed into Barcelona in the morning.
Not to sound like a crab, but the small people (IMHO) should be in bed by now. The teens have been great, and are all packed.
I should have the photos up tomorrow (Sunday).
You need to perfect a school teacher ‘look’. My mother had it down to a fine art. It always halted the little horrors in their tracks.
Barcelona – getting chilly by now I would think? Send them out of doors?