To start out I will say I have finally got an internet that I can use. I have to sit in the lobby but maybe I can catch up a little bit before we are off on the bus again.
After the chorus sang mass at St Peter’s we headed to Montecatini. We stopped at an autogrill to go to the toilette and grab something to eat. We were approached and asked if we would mind going to another hotel for the night because the one we were supposed to stay in was overbooked. We said sure. Sounded like an adventure to us.
We arrived at the Grand Hotel Nizza where we got off the coach and then grabbed our luggage. Then we were shuffled into a taxi go about 1/2 mile to the Astoria Hotel. When we stepped out of the taxi the spell of the flowers was like a light perfume. That night we were so tired being that it was midnight that we did not look around much. We took the tiniest elevator I had ever seen up to our room. Our room was small but very comfortable with a small balcony. We opened the windows that over looked the quaint little street and off to sleep we went.
The next morning we got up went down stairs to have breakfast. We ate in the garden taking in the old and friendly charm of the hotel. As we ate we took in the wonderful smell of the flowers and saw the lemons on the small lemon trees in pots. After breakfast we walked around the hotel taking in the old charm of it. We then met the owner who told us that he was the fourth generation and his son was going to take over for him soon. His wife made beautiful flower arrangements all over the hotel. I would highly recommend this hotel.
I haven’t seen one of these phones in a very long time.
Yes, the green shorts are still with us.