Early morning musings
August 19th 2015 It's 5.15 am in the morning and my unfamiliar surroundings are dark. I am awake. My tiredness is gone. The room is warm, but the air con is activated in bursts automatically, so it is quite bearable. Our hotel is called Porta Felice (Gate of Happiness?) and surrounding it are massive stone buildings, some more dilapidated than others. My first impressions of Palermo are jumbled, much like my brain
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