Last week I wrote admiringly of a couple that had held firm longer than the rest, remaining in their camping vehicle at Faro Vidio until the other tourists had turned tail and headed for home.
Today I salute somebody (somebodies?) who has bested them all.
These never-say-die campers have dispensed with vehicle, traveling, beautiful sights — hell, they’re gutting it out right there on the front lawn, with the sheep.
Need I say more?