Hotel Quite Acceptable And Very Well Located, Florence.
The hotel's promised ethernet, with convenient connections available conveniently by the desk in the guest's room, doesn't work. Fancy that. And in Europe, too.
We left the hotel in Rome around 01.35 and arrived at the Florentine hotel around 05.40. I was about-to-be-becoming very excited to be able to get online at last, to send my mail, Diary, receive e-mail, visit chums in cyberland.
No hope.
May we accept that Online & Europe are natural bedfellows, much as are soap and backgammon?
A light snaffling at the feeding trough, with astonishingly inappropriate music: hits of the 1960s. Let's Twist Again - at 06.40? Now to bed, having abandoned hope of the online life.
"Moving forward feels like moving forward.
It also feels like moving backwards, and standing still."
