Hotel Tevere Perugia
Via Alessandro Manzoni 421/e, Ponte San Giovanni Perugia, Umbria, 06087, Italy
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Random thoughts and observations Part 2
... 50 cents and one Euro to go to the toilets here. Every now and again, our TD Andy will tell us we are having a biological break and he will take us to a place that has free toilets. At most tourist places, however, there is a toilet fee.
Too many 6 am wake up alarms begins to wear down even the most enthusiastic.
After the hot chocolates here that are like melted chocolate in a cup, ...
Myfavorite saint was worth the wait
... lights of little country towns passed quickly by the windows.
Getting off at Ancona, proved to be easier and I was much better at it than before.
I had met a girl who was going to the same place as I. She told me a bus came to the station and would take us to the ferry terminal. I was happy about this, but concerned for my luggage.
My concerns were not to be dismissed.
A man helped me to put my luggage contraption on the bus. ...
An Umbrian Excursion
... with a self guided tour of the Basilica dei San Francesco d'Assisi. Afterwards we found ourselves in an exquisite wine shop where we were treated samples of the finest Umbrian wines. We collected a couple bottles and headed back to Gubbio for a flourishment of conversation, sips of wine and tasty snacks. Eventually we went on yet another self guided tour this time of Gubbio in search of witching hour denizens of the ancient city.
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Suzie’s Yard: much ado about olives
... WWOOFers: Steven, a former London cycle courier and photographer, and Max, a Scottish WWOOFer who had since left but who had become infatuated by the burly ACLI barmaid.
We sit at what has become our usual table at the bar and survey our surroundings. The peach-coloured walls are adorned with A4 photocopied posters of local events, most long gone. In a large glass cabinet with a smudgy mirrored back are dusty boxes of chocolates and bottles of wine on display, and across the ...
Mazzaforte: England in Italy?
... Glasgow whose accent, although relatively gentle compared with many of his fellow Glaswegians, was distinct and pronounced.
“Great Scot!” declared James at the dinner table. His sisters giggled and egged him on.
“Aye, laddie!” one interjected, followed by more giggling.
His riposte was cutting and insightful: “So… where are you from again?”
Silence. Their Englishness was, in a sense, ...
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