Had pizza for breakfast, after my cappucino. Went to the bank. Have some tours lined up. Chiara’s on the phone.

We’re home.

Of course, next step is cleaning this shithole up, and then making our way to Amsterdam to live. Right now though we’ve got no jobs there, no apartment, and we’re still waiting to hear about Master’s Programmes. May be a little premature.

We’ll just stick to the dolce vita for a little while…