I should not ride llamas #2
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. It was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness.
Best? Who doesn’t love a weekend getaway to Byron Bay to write about food and wine and Scotch. Wise? Because I had finally discovered whisky and felt all mature and clever, sipping away like a grown-up. Foolish? Because I grossly misjudged its potency and after several glasses decided to shimmy the farmstay's fence and ride their Llama.