We are picked up by our driver to take us to Lyon airport; the car exudes copious amounts of tobacco smoke which I believe is the equivalent of smoking a 30 pack. It is with heavy hearts and hand luggage we farewell La Belle France and its chacuteries and take the silver oiseau to Roma. We have a 3 hour wait for our connection so need some sustenance tipico Italianno-so we settle on Il hamburger tres authenico di Roma; sometimes one has to get away from all this heavy foreign stodge and just have some good honest healthy sh**.
We then fly to Brindisi to meet up with the Stefano group and are driven to our villa in Alezio in Puglia and meet up with Stefano, Donata and a motley crowd of fellow travelers so we can all discuss our medical complaints.
Dinner was a splendid cuttlefish risotto prepared by the maestro followe by fish bones accompanied by fish flesh.
We then fly to Brindisi to meet up with the Stefano group and are driven to our villa in Alezio in Puglia and meet up with Stefano, Donata and a motley crowd of fellow travelers so we can all discuss our medical complaints.
Dinner was a splendid cuttlefish risotto prepared by the maestro followe by fish bones accompanied by fish flesh.
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