Christmas Eve. It's rained all night and is still raining. Not quite what we'd hoped for, but we're all cheerful as we set off with Jane and Bill for the North. Jane has the border visa stop down to about 90 seconds, with everything ready in advance. Bill attentive to the changing speed limits - the cameras are out and when you leave the North you're presented with a bill for the fines.
We're at the Ship Inn, just west of Kyrenia on the road to Lapta. A main hotel building and little white fourplexes clustered in gardens around the pool, one of which has our room, with patio doors opening onto an orange grove. Largish dining room with Christmas decorations and everything quite festive. Carafe of wine. Mushroom soup very good, though meat a little on the tough side. Jane's fahita makings - sizzling meat with onions and peppers straight of the grill quite impressive. Gypsy music wasn't gypsy, but was fine - though nice to have coffee in the lobby where we can hear our conversation. Quite a thunderstorm at night, with lightning flashing against the dramatic ragged mountains behind us.