BEagle
Unlike the old days of Trails across France having to be out of France by 0800 Local time, and hence having a Post Flight wind down, in Palermo, of Chilled Lambrusco at breakfast time, I think I will leave the Rose until this evening.
I remember the look of astonishment on the faces of the hotel guests when they opened their shutters in the morning and saw 30 people in flying suits partying by the pool.