The only class that I have on a Thursday was cancelled, which my massive hangover was very grateful for. That brings the grand total of classes that I attended in a week up to 2... No wonder it still feels like I'm just on holiday. After spending the morning recovering from the night before, I did manage to drag myself out of my room to try and play tennis. Typically all the courts were full. Probably wouldn't have been on top form anyway! That evening one of the flats had planned a sangria party, they bought all of the ingredients and made 50 litres of it in what can only be described as a very large bucket. Or possibly a bin. Never seen so much sangria in my entire life, and yet by the end of the evening we were scraping the bottom...