A 25 minute cycle brought us to a beautiful natural bathing area on the Nadiza river where it was possible to swim, dive, and build stone cars for children to sit in and drive to the seaside.
Such distractions led to that rarest of commodities on this trip, 5 minutes of daytime peace from the children. Laura spent the first 2 of those picking off a flap of skin from a gaping toe wound, while I threw pebbles down her top to try and stop her.
By the time retaliation had taken place and a truce called, two small people had realised their life had lost meaning as it was not being witnessed by their parents.
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