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| 4 stars! We laugh at your pathetic 3 star hotels. |
We assume “complimentary" because they didn’t ask us to pay and at €150 a night we weren’t offering.
Off to Riva Del Garda today in the North of
Italy. So far it’s been mainly me that has been
scoping out what to see and do at each place we go to.
However today Nicki, like that scene in
Rainman when he knows how many matches fell on the floor in an instant, somehow knew that
there were 6 outlet shopping centres within a 50km radius of Milan so we picked
one on the way to our next stop and off we went.
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| Woohoo! |
Plenty of bored husbands and boyfriends
moping around the place.
I had to amuse myself by looking at the posters in the windows of the lingerie shops.
I had to amuse myself by looking at the posters in the windows of the lingerie shops.
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| Outlet shopping. It's a blast. |
With the
kids crying and at the end of their tether and my mind crammed full of mental snapshots Nicki tied her shopping to the roof rack and the trailer and we all boarded the Grand Kangoo and
drove to our next stop.
An interesting thing happened on the
highway today. I say interesting but I
really mean near-death-experience when I nearly ran up the arse of a truck in
front of me that had suddenly braked in fairly heavy traffic. My fault entirely as my concentration was
broken by turning to look at something that Nicki was pointing out off in the
distance.
No, not some beautiful church
or massive castle but a huge shopping centre of all things. I can see the headlines now “Australian fool
kills family whilst distracted by giant green shopping centre wall.” Fantastic.
Stray observations:
Outlet centres need a bar, preferably a
sports one.
Kids are not suited to
outlet shopping.
Green walls are not
that interesting.
The brakes on a Grand Kangoo are top notch.
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