Art Hotel Olympic
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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Business Services
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Pets allowed
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... was good. After checking I went to get something to eat. This was a little more challenging. The lady kept saying things to me and I had no idea what she said. I finally managed to buy a sandwich and a drink and we went for a walk. We were still hungry and found a McDonalds so figured that we should be able to order something so I sent Peter in to order this ...
Started another blog. Thought 13 deserved one all to itself. On the train. Bugger. Forgot to buy lunch. It's only 11.05am. ( But I did miss 2nd Breakfast.) The train does arrive in the Cinque Terre at 2.20pm. There is an 11 minute stop for train changing at Sestri Levante at 1.35pm. But doubt I can fit a food stop in there. ...
... even I remember sending Meagan home with half of Europe in her case. Just to lighten my load. But I got this one REALLY early because it was so cheap. 13 Euros. ( Hope the wheels stay on!) There you go. Story of my morning. ( Emily, you're not laughing, are you? I like backup.) On the train. Early. I love it when they tell you the Platform number. And the train is already there. Platform 10. 13 and I are all settled. ( The Doctor's nose is out of ...
It's 1.24am. Now, you can either wish you had chocolate in the early evening... And chastise yourself because you forgot to buy some. Or You can buy chocolate... Eat it. And then not sleep. Chocolate keeps me awake. I know this. If I was home, I would be wandering the corridors. Can't really do that here. I have walked miles and miles today. ( Not to mention 'queueing'.) I should be asleep. I bet I sleep well tomorrow night. Sea air and all that. And, I don't think I'll buy ...
I don't like them all that much. So, when I set off armed with directions to the Post Office, carrying a few things I decided I may as well post home, I did not expect to queue to be told it was closed. Now, I only queued for about two minutes waiting for the conversations ahead of me to finish. I moved forward.... No. Closed. It looked open... I was inside. However. Perhaps there was more to it that the language barrier prohibited me from understanding. Anyway, with ...