... a little late, but nevertheless. Happy New Year! We celebrated it two days in a row once in an apartment in Rabat and then again at one of mr A's parents lovely houses on the cliffside with a beautiful morning view the next day over the wild ocean.
I had a new lace dress prepared for the big occasion, but when we arrived I realised that the temperatures were far below my limit so NYE was celebrated in jeans and boots. Life in its mysterious ways.