Mike here, Orlaith's brother-in-law, losing my blogvirginity ... positively casting it away in wanton fashion. We're really enjoying our Madeiran odyssey (exaggeration? No, everything's an odyssey when you have year-old twins - just spent 100 minutes trying to persuade Molly to have her morning nap). Orlaith is the perfect host (ess? discuss obsolescence of gender specificity in such terms ... another time), she has helped us out so much and made this holiday feasible. Madeira is very impressive, I can really understand why Orlaith would decide to move here ......
Then 4 days passed, lost in TwinTime, which is quite like a Black Hole ... the physics is a bit complex, I'll spare you.
It's now approaching sundown on our last evening in Madeira (for this trip), and it's a little sad. We had a little party this afternoon, thanks Orls, and soon we'll be heading back to the hotel and trying to get everyone a few hours sleep before we arise at 4.30 a.m. to be picked up for our flight. Before I became a father, I would have considered 4.30 as a ludicrously early hour to rise. Now, the thought that occurs is: "Wouldn't it be great if we all slept through to 4.30? Lie-in!"
We've had a great time in Madeira, done some wonderful things - I think we'll look back on this trip as a remarkable (and slightly insane) achievement.
Until the next time ....
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