Dom Perignon was born here, they say, and discovered the local plonk
and, for Lily, Grace, Erik and Oskar, a CROCODILE. (Can you see him?)
We had dinner in the hotel, but this photo is a mere lead-in to the next blog, which has severe repercussions for Porter eating habits.
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May I ask why the crocodile is only for Erik? I'm right here too you know.
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