A chat with the Bungs

We managed about 25 minutes outside at Doppio’s until yet another downpour forced us indoors. I really felt for the poor lady who’d been tasked to dry off the tables and chairs in between each squall.

Home for a catch up with the Bungs. We were complaining about our rain until they turned their camera and showed the piled up snow outside their home. It might be wet here but we are still in short sleeves with doors and windows open.