My golf clubs never made it back with me - I had to make a claim at Edinburgh airport and that meant we were last out of there on Saturday night. It was Tuesday before my clubs were delivered.
I need to think long and hard before I commit myself to another golf holiday like this. I knew 6 consecutive days' golf would be too much, but even 5 turned out to be a stretch. I could cope, I think, with a long weekend, but not much more than that. Flights to the winter sun tend to be on a weekly, rather than daily basis, however. I'll give it some space before making a decision on future golf holidays. That's the clubs packed away for the winter now.
I'll stop there for now as I'm going to catch the bus in to Aberdeen soon - we're taking a walk round Old Aberdeen this afternoon. To close, a couple of photos from the golf holiday, plus one Kelly sent us of her "snuggle bunnies":
The balcony above the pool is where we had breakfast every morning |
Cycling on the day off golf |