The filthy

Here we are on our last full day in Italy in Lucca staying in our first proper Parador like accommodation. Prue and I walked up a 1000m and got a great view of the surrounding countryside - out to the coast. The rest of the mob visited Pisa and Lucca town doing the usual boring tourist thing. We had a reasonable meal in the Villa but it did not compare to last nite's meal in the industrial estate in Vicopisiano. Overall a good day but depression is setting in as thoughts are returning to going back to the UK! Key events for today was JR denting a vehicle in Lucca then doing a runner, Roscoe going to sleep after only 20 minutes on his bike, Colin doing nothing interesting, Prue and John climbing a large mountain and almost falling on the Hilary step. We are currently in an alcoholic stupor rewriting history and telling takes of derring do which should all be taken with a grain of salt.

There was a table tennis challenge between Colin and Ross, then Colin and John. Colin was the victor. However, as a result of some bad behaviour, the table tennis bat had to be applied to John's posterior with a resounding whack.