guess where we are?

Okay, here we go.
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In less than 24 hours i will say goodbye to my beloved Perth, its plentiful opportunity and hospitable warmth. Although i am only away for 7 odd weeks, a lot can happen in 7 weeks. Really. I'll miss it (you).

My flight leaves at 4:30pm on thursday and I arrive in Rome on Friday at 6am New Roman times. Mind you, i think the flight is a lot longer than 13.5 hrs. Or maybe it isn't. Fuck, i'll need to look into that one.

Anyway, against recommendation (and reasoned by late organisation) i am hostelling near the Termini Station, for two nights, in two different places. While you're out on Friday night, have a drink for jet-lagged me and my mixed dorm of 4, and then on Saturday, remember that i am in a packed out room of 12 guys. jealous, ladies?

Cool, so then on Sunday morning Pete (my cooking companion) and i will head to Toscana via rail. From there i will be part of the logistical crew of the Linari Classic for the duration of the festivities. In mid August i will move on to Berlin, and Copenhagen, visiting Perth fans Jess and Jeanette.

Bookmark this blog and stay tuned for engaging entertainment and some more poorly constructed sentences.

Non capisco inglese, parlo non c'e bene. Ciao!
James (Giacomo)