True to his word, Alfonso arrived at four o’clock in the morning and was not amused to find the foursome half asleep in fold-up chairs. By this time, the girls were anything but sober. The nibbles had all gone, and they were starving. Due to their exhaustion, they could not be bothered to drag the gas bottle back outside, hook it up to the connector and cook something substantial. The limited floor space, littered with various other objects, made cooking or doing anything in there seem like an unpassable obstacle course.
Alfonso stood shaking his head yet again as he waited for the girls to get their stuff together. He was in no mood to oblige when they asked him for several comfort stops on the way to the new site. It seemed that, throughout the journey, at least one of them needed the t
