Italy. An interesting, infuriating place to live as a gin-raddled expat. Some notes and observations.
Friday, 19 December 2008
Full of wine?
Interesting Anglo-centric graffiti on this train which I anoraked this afternoon. I wonder if those tanks are full of wine? Really cheap stuff from the south of Italy they use to bulk up some of the local plonk. The sort I really like.