Found myself a course with eighteen holes. Now for the real thing. Taking the first shot I watched as my ball rotated in and around several humps down funnels swirling in and out of a maze of curves. Bit like the krypton factor but I was desperate to find out about the real thing.
Senor it is 5pm and we are closing the attendant called out. But I am only on hole number three I explained. Why not come back tommorrow? and that I did for the next fornight.
Pedro (The Attendant) and I had struck up a friendly relationship in all the time I was going back and too. I am afraid Pedro this golf lark is not for me. Senor this is crazy golf, not the real thing. What is the difference I asked.
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