We spent a few days visiting our families in England, which would of course make a much more interesting blog than anything else I have written, but I don’t (usually) do family!
Then it was off to Italy for a much more relaxing time.
Well, just look at the hotel:
The fabulosity meter, which I had almost forgotten about, is suddenly back in action. It rings appreciatively as I get out of the car, but then when I get inside it goes crazy:
the restaurant runs along the back of the hotel and just happens to have two Michelin stars.
Outside again, I discover that I can sit under their little sun umbrella for shade:
Even my car has it’s only little place to rest
The only drawback is that it is in the hills above the lake and there is no lake view.
But I am in heaven
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Or would be if I was actually staying there.
This is where I am staying:
The fabulosity meter has returned to where ever it came from and is too ashamed to ever be seen again.
But I wanted to be on the lake, and when I open the balcony doors, I feel a little better
And when I step out onto the balcony I am happy
The Fabulosity meter is still not convinced. But then it doesn’t care that the cheapest room available in the first hotel was $1000 a night.







