Jackie Danicki

…Weather-wise, anyway. We didn’t leave the hotel until 3.45, just in time for it to start raining - hard. ‘Lunch’: For me, proper lasagna (none of this bechamel nonsense); for Antoine, salami, onion, and courgette pizza; for us both, a shared starter antipasto plate of parma ham, mortadella, salami, roast artichoke, aubergine and courgette, olives, and buffalo mozzarella. It was all delicious, which made up for the service; one waitress was so bitterly, purposefully oblivious to the customers that she even exasperated Antoine - no easy feat.

After getting our hands on a couple of umbrellas, some cheesy fridge magnets with which to gift two VERY lucky individuals, and the most perfect scarf ever (a snip at €5), we needed to chase away the wet chill with the obvious: ice cream. It stood us in good stead for the 20 minute wait for a bus.

Now we’re sitting in the bar of the Crowne Plaza, drinking overpriced cocktails and fantasising about a year of nothing but travel together. Not a terrible start to 2006, but we’re all too conscious of the looming work week. (Antoine’s awesome new job is one thing I can’t blog about, but it’s an editorship and I’ve already spent his first pay packet on pina coladas.)

Ciao for now.

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