tent ’ roofing . What a heaven . An enchanted landscape viewed whilst sipping chai .
We entered the tent to be greeted by a man with the most charismatic of faces , jovial , youthful , wise , all combined . A face I could not look away from . The ladies at the back of the tent seemed to agree , they smiled when they saw me doing the unthinkable , treating this man like an object .
Keith disappeared whilst we ordered chai and the now obligatory chocolate biscuits . Waiting , we heard gasps and laughter , our Australian travelling companion had stripped down to his underwear and was entering the water . We were told it was around 2 degrees Celsius . Laughter continued as Moti explained that he had organised with the tea tent operator to tell Keith he had broken a local law and that a sign beside the lake stated that swimming was permitted , nudity wasn ’ t ,
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