Yurts rule

Been staying in a sumptuous Moingolian yurt for the past 4 days. Bliss. Birthday present and a half or what? Wicked party with lots of lovely friends spoiling me rotten on Friday, and every day since. Plenty of sunshine and beach-going, as well as sitting by the fire under the stars by night. More lovely people round last night for food and frolics - fired up the sauna too.
Highlight: watching the sunset turn the sky red to pink to dusky grey, gin and tonic in hand, with a barn owl swooping soundlessly just 2 feet in front of me.