After Chris' " do you know who I am ?" Strop, we now have a delightfully large and luxurious room overlooking the lake. Having said this, I have noted with some disappointment that we don't have blackout blinds......ok we are not quite in the " land of the midnight sun" but so far, it has never quite got dark...a weird phenomenon for a Welshman who likes the night.
I've been awake since 4 am. It is now 5.30....
and I am contemplating fashioning a usable eye patch from a pair of Chris' underpants.
Précis so Far,
The resort is tucked away in the middle of nowhere
So much so, that there was only one taxi in town to ferry a couple of dozen delegates to the hotel
So we felt obliged to walk through groves of wild lupins and past chocolate box houses set back in little meadows to find our way " home"
The view of lake Siljan at the front of the hotel is delightful
and dare I say quite magical last night as it didn't really go dark at all
Our room has a slightly different vista, as we have a lovely view of the kitchen bins
Hey ho
The hotel is not quite up to Chris' standards I'm afraid
and already today there has been a bit of a bunfight over lack of early morning tea!
A gin and tonic is something like 10 quid a pop
So much so the Irish and Canadian contingent of the conference thundered
about last night with a "pooled" collection of duty free Bombay Sapphire's
I am off now to have a mooch and will post some photos later.
Every cottage seemed to have its own little meadow
I don't think that Sweden has a slug problem
The fields are crammed full of lupins