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It was to be a holiday without sightseeing. That was the deal. I didn"t want to see anything. I didn"t want to open a guidebook. I did not want to do anything that involved a queue or an admission ticket. Activities were out - kayaking, bungee jumping, horse riding and, dear god, any kind of engagement with white water. My needs were simple. I wanted to lounge beneath a shady tree reading a fat book, break. . . |
