I was left until the end, when a Clifton boy, John, came forward and said he was taking two, but could accommodate a third. The final three, Nick Godfrey, Max, and myself, went with him. We grabbed our suitcases and went to pile into their van.
From there we travelled through to their home, an impressive place behind a wall, like most of the more well-off neighbourhoods' houses. Their four dogs rushed out to meet us and we were introduced to their dogs and our new host family. We then were taken to our rooms and given a minute to settle in before dinner, a BBQ.
Mac
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