My final couple of days and I was back and forwards to the island – firstly with a journalist, during whose visit I amanged to fall down my own construction whilst not concentrating, leaving me with a spectacularly bruised leg, a red face and feeling lucky that I hadn’t dropped 8ft onto concrete. The following day it was firstly with an insurance broker who took me on a spectacular speed boat ride around the peninsular and then with Adrienne who is interested in running yoga retreats on the island. As a celebratory adios to Granada, I managed to drink copious amounts of rum during the Hipica, causing the plane journey back to the UK not to be all that pleasant!
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