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May 16, 2008 by Mike
Marina de Pisa
Got a wee bit drunk last night. Woke up. No headache. Good. Clothes off and I'm in my sleeping bag. No real memory of how we got back to the campsite from the last bar. Drifted off a few times. Realised there was no way I was getting up, packing the tent and getting away before midday, so relaxed for a wee bit longer. Still no headache.
Perhaps I hadn't got that drunk last night after all?
An hour.. OK a couple of hours.. after I first woke up, I scrambled out of the tent.
Which is when I realised I'd broken the danged thing trying to get in last night.. make that early-ish this morning. Snapped the hooped strut that keeps the front 'porch' of the tent in place.
And there's more heavy rain forecast.. so I had to [wait until I was fit to] get on the bike and head in to Livorno, 15 miles down the coast, to find a spare strut.
Livorno, incidentally, used to be known in the English-speaking world as Leghorn. Which is as un-Italian a name as it's possible to come up with. What were we thinking?
And an afternoon in Pisa, wandering through the old quarter. There's a wonderful bookshop which opens up at the back to an open-air garden. People were sitting there, browsing through books, reading newspapers. How civilised. Not that I was in any fit state to open a book, let alone try to read one.
Last night I was out with one of the campsite owners and his best friend. Tonight, it's his brother's turn to have a night out -- and he's got half his football team with him. They've just won the League. Certain in the knowledge that another night like last night would kill me -- and that would ruin their celebrations -- I hope -- I make my exit several hours earlier than last night.. still curly, but able this time to get into my tent without risking life or limb.
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By Catherine | May 30, 2008 8:27 AM
Mike, you have to let us know that you're OK ...
Has anyone seen Mike lately??
Catherine