Everyone was lithe and tanned, rich and frolicking. I felt so utterly out of place I found it hard to hide my complete revulsion. I am fat, pale and awkward.
It can take months of searching for the correct flat in the most convenient part of the city we have chosen. That is all well and good, but what if you can’t decide where you want to go?
A Tuscan summer blends exhilaration and oppression in equal measure. I could walk around Lucca’s streets for days at a time, stopping only for an ice cream or a sandwich.