There’s nothing half so much worth doing as messing about on boats. At least those are the sentiments Rat expressed in Wind in the Willows. I don’t agree (I’m not a water person) but I’ve had my fair and fun share of them since arriving at Lake Garda in Italy. Continue reading
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