I am typing madly next to the Trevi fountain, listening to Pavarotti and sitting next to a priest in black typing emails. Very strange. Obviously I am in Italy safe and sound in beautiful Roma. After over two months in Greece it's still a culture shock. Conversation is a little trying as I'm still in Hellenic mode and the Grand Prix is on so all eyes seem to be on the box!! My Italian is EXTREMELY poor but my sign language exceptional (thank god). No one in Southern Italy, where I have just come from, speaks English naturally and because I am travelling solo in first class on the train the only people seem to be oldies and this morning an exuberant, fat and happy nun. The nun was very keen to talk and I deciphered
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