When it came time to turn in for the night, I'm sure that the miners who inhabited huts like this replica were grateful to have such sublime comfort at their disposal.

It's interesting that when we arrived at the hut there was a group of German tourists already there, also seeking shelter from the storm that had descended on us. And yet none of us elected to try out the bed. Everyone stuck to the bench around the dining table, which I just realised that I don't have a shot of.

I suppose that it couldn't be much worse than the King sized bed in the four star resort from later that night... hmm, on the other hand...