We’re staying in Lucca. W

ing in Lucca. We live on the second floor. We live upstairs from you. Yes, I think you’ve seen us before.

🎼 If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was

Ok, throwback song lyrics aside, “something late at night” was me trying to find some nearby food outlet. First was Asian. Second night was getting pizza from across the road in the pouring rain, after waiting under an awning for the pizza shop to open. When I returned, drenched, our host Maria had given us some snacks and wine for our movie night in. Very kind.

When we arrived, carrying Fran’s pillow, Maria laughed that we’d brought a pillow all the way from Australia and asked if her pillows weren’t good enough.

We stayed in the Kind Arthur room, complete with a mural of him on the wall.

Breakfast on site, prepared by the lovely Nadia. The hearts on the coffee were the virtual icing in the cake.

Charging:

No EV charger at the premises, but Maria offered to arrange for us to charge at the hotel next door. We didn’t bother, though. We charged at our next opportunity, at a car park next to the Leaning Tower of Pisa, as you do.