It is somewhat disconcerting to receive an e-mail from the airline cancelling your flight two days before your departure. However, after the initial screaming and cursing we managed to re-arrange our flights - unfortunately it consisted of the 6.00am red-eye to Charles de Gaulle in Paris instead of the more civilised 9.30 to Amsterdam. CDG is one of my least favourite airports due to its incomprehensible transfer routes but we had a couple of hours and at least there are a few more restaurants and cafes now. (Originally it was an airport almost devoid of eateries which, in itself, is incomprehensible for France).
At Leonardo da Vinci airport in Rome we were met by our wonderful driver, Massimo who took us to our hotel, The Lord Byron. Seeing limos driving through Rome is not that uncommon; these guys make a living taking tourists to and from airports, ports and between the many tourist sights. But it is a great way to travel and a very relaxing way to start the holiday. There was a slight hiccough trying to find the hotel which is tucked away up a very quiet street, but we arrived safely at the beautiful art deco inspired hotel safe and sound to be greeted by Massimo at the door. Is everyone called Massimo in Rome?
Our room is wonderfully comfortable with a large bed, marble bathroom and walk-in wardrobe. There is even a tiny Juliet balcony. The decor is very art deco with geometric mirrors and white paintwork. I am slightly concerned about the wall coverings which can only be described as padded. Have I been duped into checking into a spacial clinic?
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