Complacency

After dinner, Chris persuaded the band to give him the ‘mike’, and he delivered his famous rendition of The Wonder of You. Talent spotters were seen rushing towards the stage to sign him up.



This morning, one or two blurry heads appeared for breakfast (best coffee so far; thanks, Nellie). We agreed to travel, first off, not in the direction of our hotel but—laughingly—to add miles by heading towards the mountains for a while, having a look, turning around, and getting back to where we started an hour and a bit later. We knew the main road south was so perfect that we would still complete the journey before an early lunch.


Complacency has a habit of biting back, and so it proved today. The main road had not been upgraded, as the last two days might have lulled us into thinking. It was a shocker! Drivers are hearing squeaks and groans from the cars at every bump; nervousness is creeping into the camp. Will we get there? Only two weeks to go, and it seems within our grasp—but fortune plays a hard game sometimes. We must all pray to the Rally Gods.




 

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