Hari Hari

I never would have thought I'd stop in Hari Hari. But as we drove through this village on our way to Franz Josef (yes, that's a town), we saw what looked like an old fashioned festival, with people dressed in 19th century clothes and playing tennis ye old way... So we decided it would make for a nice break. And indeed, it did.



















































Je n'reconnais plus personne... en Massey-Ferguson...








Jeu, set et match!