Party...... Will blog once remembered!

So upon arrival in Rimini we check into the youth hostel and straight away we picked up the party vibe.

We headed to the beach and duly picked a number and section of beach to sit on/in. Strangly there were dogs and dog hotels everywhere and the beaches had areas for dogs too.... Not many english people here.

Around 4pm the beach became deserted and we as all good Brits do stayed as there are hours of sun left yet to top up the tan....within a few minute we were being eaten alive by sand flies, our first experince of them.. The Italians must have been looking and laughing at the crazy Brits getting bit, packing up and running from the beach like a scene out of Benny Hill

We ran straight to the hostel and into a group of French lads who live in France and work in Switzerland, This equated to young and on a good salary and a party weekend. Louise kept up with the lads tequilla after tequilla....ooops Will we make San Marino tomorrow......the answer was no by the way and it was a long slow drive to Turin