So, here's an example of what I've been up to:
A motorboat ride with the family - including the dog - around the island, while getting slightly jealous of other people's sailboats. Feeling the wind on your sails is much more stylish than a red inflatable boat with a a smelly, noisy motor.
Not that Ludi the dog minds it!
Life on the island is fine, but I'm starting to feel homesick of my own cozy apartment... What can I say, I like my own space.
And sleeping in my old childhood room is starting to get 0n my nerves!
