Hello.

Up at 7.30am.

Breakfast.

Last look at the wonderful long pedestrian street right next to my hotel.
I bought quite a bit along there.
Little things....
That fit in my case.

The girls in Reception are lovely.

Now, Amanda and Meagan....
Don't read the next bit.

OK?

I bought another case.

Yep.

Turns out that I am not one of those people who can travel with a back pack.

Now, I might have been.
But, the Italian Post System let me down.
Badly.
So, obviously, it is not my fault.

And I asked the girls in Reception if they knew anywhere I could buy a cheap case.
They said, "You could try the Chinese shop just out there and to the left."

So I took a walk.
There was a mid sized case for 13 Euros.
"Nah," I thought... "Everything fits in what I have."

So I left it.

Packing up this morning, I couldn't stop thinking that 13 Euros was a very cheap case.
And where would I find a case like that in Rome.
After packing everything...
And ready to go...
I'm early...
So I'm thinking....
" 13 Euros is very cheap for a case."

So, with nothing better to do, I shot out the door, to the left, along the road and bought one.
It wasn't because I had any need of it at all really.
It was just so cheap.
13 Euros.

When I walked back through Reception, towing my lovely green, 13 Euro Case, the girls in Reception looked at me and grinned.
"Chinese?"
"Chinese."

Once back in my room, I threw stuff from other case into the new 13 Euro Case.
No system.
No need.
Heaps of room.

It would have been a good idea to have some sort of system as it turns out.
The new 13 Euro Case ....
( henceforth known by the shortened acronym of '13' )
kept toppling over until the load settled.

So, I may not have told you Amanda ...all the girls laughing there with you ... and Meagan...
But I really did think I'd need another case.... Eventually.
Well, even I remember sending Meagan home with half of Europe in her case.
Just to lighten my load.

But I got this one REALLY early because it was so cheap.
13 Euros.
( Hope the wheels stay on!)

There you go.
Story of my morning.

( Emily, you're not laughing, are you?
I like backup.)

On the train.
Early.
I love it when they tell you the Platform number.
And the train is already there.
Platform 10.
13 and I are all settled.

( The Doctor's nose is out of joint.)