White Palace Hotel Residence
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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... car with Bistro (Vino anyone?).
The train also had high speed Wi-Fi which allowed Bill to get some work done while traveling.
After passing through Rimini the train traveled down the coast of the Adriatic Sea until we reached ...
... the bus with all that fresh air can really give you an appetite. We go back to our little alley and try another little bar because their menu has tortelloni, another dish that Bologna is famous for. I order tortolloni con burro e salvia--with butter and sage. OMG! There are no words. The photo is a humble attempt. When I tell Bill over lunch what a great time I'm ...
We arrived in San Marino just on dark and parked in a car park. It had coin operated power for campervans so we were able to plug Tilly in. We have bought a local caravan lead and have fitted an Australian plug to the campervan end so that we can connect to power when we stay in camping ground. On the way there we passed the cable car that goes up to the old part of San Marino. So the ...
... to shops, wifi and cheerful bar manager who, in my case, also doubled as imminent boyfriend.
I don't remember what ensued. There could have been a tearful exchange, perhaps some hugging and walking together and undoubtedly some remorse and apologising. What I do remember is deciding that the best way to make it up to him was to go to a very wild and outrageous gay and lesbian foam party that night.
... even hired a fantastic, surprise bicycle for him that we could charge through the city together on. It was destined to be a good time really.
I'll be honest, as I'm writing this from the Victoria State Library, two and a half years after the event, I have no bloody clue how he got to my apartment but I have this sort of hazy recollection of meeting him at the airport...or maybe somewhere off the bus at some point like the good friend I am. Oh wait, hang ...