I've probably bored you with photos/excitement over my holiday so now I am going to talk about the worst bit of my holiday.
The worst bit of my holiday was when, hours after my phone had notified me of an email from Dotmund and refused to show it to me, I finally got back into 3G land and managed to accidentally delete it. The practically perfect and not at all annoying gmail app insisted I only had seven messages from June in my trash. I had been looking forward to it because it had an attachment and I thought it might be a drawing and would make me feel better after horrible delayed flights and no sleep. I almost cried and then I shouted a bit. Then when I got home I went on proper gmail and got it back and it WAS an attachment and it IS brilliant and it WOULD HAVE made everything better.
Lest you think I'm a total Moana Lisa, here is quite an impressive photo of a best bit of my holiday. It took a few attempts to make this happen but it was worth it.