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... she was told yes but that room was closed too, and by the way it isn't a real Caravaggio! A small discussion went on as to the accuracy of this statement and then said member of staff said she thought it was away in Paris maybe, or was it somewhere else in France....erm. Grr...all this way again and still not to be able to see it.
While Joy went off to view her other paintings, Michael thought he would investigate further and asked ...
... instead of October :-( I just dont know how I missed it. Infact I checked these tickets a million times and still managed to miss the date. Since I was already on the moving train, I had to pay a fine and buy a new ticket. It cost me a bomb and I had to part with a solid 90 euros :-(. I felt seriously ****** about myself. I was given a discount of 5 euros (thanks to the stalker LOL). Even if I had to check my ticket at the station and buy a ...
... the station, we are approached by several women who "want to help us" – a polite no (we know what we’re doing) and we wait. I see a group of women clearly lost, and before I can get to them, they are suckered by a woman who had previously approached us. Well, I hope they aren’t robbed of everything. Am I that much of a cynic or a realist? I’m just not sure – I go both ways I guess….depends upon ...
... We caught up with a free walking tour of the city for a couple of hours, before smashing some lasagne for lunch. The afternoon was spent wandering around near their river and some of the big churches and bridges, before early bed.
Wednesday was Day 200 of our trip – unbelievable. We couldn’t have picked a better day for it. We got picked up at the hotel and whisked away in a coach to Pisa to see ...
... Let's try walking. What's 20 minutes?
An hour later, I showed up at my hostel, sweaty with an aching back. Why can't every city just be a grid like Manhattan? I was greeted, given a key, and I made my way up to my room. A spacious single that I splurged on, knowing that the other dorms have 10 people all in close proximity. My room was bare and white, making me feel like I was in some sort of clinic. This is when loneliness began to settle in once ...