A rude awakening at seven o’clock this morning by the shrill of the telephone:

“Pronto Bellaugello”

(In Italian)

‘How do I find you?‘

Me thinking sleepily…   “We are between Gubbio and Perugia – Frazione Valdichiascio”

‘How much for a room?‘

“160 euro a night including breakfast”

‘no I mean how much for two hours?‘

Don’t you just love the vulgarity and gall of Italian men…