Wee, it's decided. Tomorrow I board a train at 6.00am for Milan then another for Paris, arriving hopefully at 4.00pm, then heading to a hotel to hole up for 4 nights while I wait to fly home. Today, Italy, tomorrow, France. Maybe 4 nights will be too much in Paris, but I can live with it – it's time to get a lesson in “I only speak English” all over. I know “merci” and “parelevous englaise” - hope that's enough!

I did the booking over the net – it took a couple of goes to get a hotel. I was a bit slow booking the first time around and the room was taken by the time I'd dithered around looking for alternates! Gotta book fast.

Today I went to Genoa, stayed for about an hour looking for something – anything – to do. Nada. So I jumped on the train back to the next bay along from here and poked around. It was quiet and only slightly touristy – though mostly Italian tourists. It began to rain so I came back to Santa Margherita Ligure and booked the train ticket for tomorrow then went to do the hotel booking.

I had another couple of films done. How many photos have I taken? Too many! Oh well, only a few films to go now. I'll probably take another roll in Paris – each time I get one developed I get a 'free' roll of film – I have about 6 rolls to go.

I packed my bagt tonight and found that everything fits even better than previously – odd because the only thing I have lost so far is the cap I gort in Capri (I liked that cap). So the backpack is turning into a hand bag – e.g. A TARDIS, where you can fit more on the inside that the outside has dimensions for!

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