Relais De Charme Le Videlle
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An early rise to the morning, which was half way through my Australian birthday and the start of my Italian Birthday...hmmm good on you time differences, confusing to say the least! I arrived in Milano with a few hours to spare before Kates train arrived, i decided to take a stroll and find some nice streets to walk through which wasn't hard at all! majority of the cobble stone ...
... its so thick and dark ahhhh, we named it chocolate soup/sauce and it is now a favourite!
we then continued shopping, then Kate had to catch the metropolitan (subway) back to the train station and ride back to Biella! It was so good to catch up with her!
I had an hour or so to spare so I spent that time searching for a toilet that I didn't have to pay for! Rdiculous, I ended up finding one in Auto Grill, ...
... light buffet of fruit and drinks are served free of charge. From the big hall a door opens up to the outdoor jacuzzi and sauna area. Before I soak into all the sauna and relaxation rooms, I have a massage appointment. My body is ready to give in to all wellness it can get! My mind wonders! My soul has given in!
The balance between soft skin and raisin skin, wakes me ...
... an answer that would make the question somewhat manageable. Like
when you fall hopelessly in love with someone, so in love that you
cannot find the words to describe just how much your heart longs for
that man or that women; this was the emotion, except the oposit. I
can put word after word trying to describe the emotional pain I was
enduring but I will never be able to make you understand. This is an
emotion that everyone will have ...
... were to ride there. Vale informed me that she would ride with the child seat, and I would ride on a bike lower than the one I had previously attempted. The whole family was ready and waiting. There was no room for escape; I was trapped by circumstance and propelled into facing my fear. I straddled the bike and still had to stand on my tippy-toes to be balanced. The courtyard was pebbled. Determination was my driving force. My body seemed to draw upon a memory that had been lost in ...