Hotel De Valescure
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... pretend that I sound a little bit French. The bread is very tasty and crusty, and much better than the tasteless bread we had in most of Italy.
Issy concedes over dinner that she may have brought too much with her on the trip. She tells me that she hasn't yet used quite a few of the things in her luggage. These include her hair dryer and hair curler. I haven't seen her use her set of lead weights yet either.
After we've eaten we make the ...
On the last day of my CIEF trip, I woke up early and went to the market before relaxing on Nice's nice pebble beach (yes I made that joke). I worked my way back to the hostel and stopped along the way to print my boarding pass for Rome. That was a big success because I had a full conversation in French and convinced the shop-keeper to let me use his computer to print it (he normally doesn't allow random people to do ...
... into a Casino next to the famed Casino, which it is Monte Carlo World reknown for and really had a great time. Everything was more modern and the method of Pokie machine transactions was excellent and even better than that of Queensland, who are supposed to have the best systems around. I am told Queensland have at least 20% of the World’s Pokies.
I was very fortunate to have a winning streak and ended up 450 euro’s up. The bad news was that ...
... night out! I was very quiet as you can imagine. But In Nick's words "it would have been great if you are single!!!!" I have to say a big thank you to Nick today as I know it wasn't fun being in the apartment when I was in bed, but he happily finished booking all the accommodation for the rest of the trip, as well as some of the day trips we wanted to do. I very much appreciated ...
... personal time map. How life changes, and changes fast.
I am floating in the Mediterranean Sea. I can barely understand one damn word that is spoken to me. A simple smile, a nod; my mouth hangs open and I squint in an attempt to interpret what surrounds me. I am so unbelievably lost and so unbelievably okay with it. There in-lies the ADVENTURE.
This is only the beginning.