 We had managed to book two rooms in the hotel in Ardlouis. My sister and her 10-month-old son shared one room, and her mother and I and my sister's stepson, the other. I was sharing a double bed with my step-nephew, who had a hacking cough, which kept me awake. He was a very restless sleeper, thrashing around, flailing his arms. It was impossible for me to get sleep.