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It was hot. I was tired.
‘Down there, meester’ the taxi driver said.
So, where was my B&B? I was desperate for a shower.
I bought an ice cream, studied my notes and set off.
They didn’t make sense. I turned left, right and right again. I passed a synagogue, then a fountain, then a gift shop. Another left then right.
‘Please be here’ I muttered turning a corner. Guess what? I was back at the ice cream stall.
I showed the chap my booking confirmation and put on a lost expression. He pointed to the door next to his stand. My B&B!
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and providing this week’s photo.
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Well done as always.
Have a fabulous day. 🙂
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That’s very kind of you Sandee, thank you.
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Well, at least he got a look around. This has happened to me, too, in traveling. Nice story, Keith!
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That’s true Brenda! Thanks so much .
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Lucky guy, right? He can have ice cream at a moment’s notice. Who wouldn’t put up with a hole in the wall for that?!
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This happened to me in Rome and there’s nothing like Italian ice cream to sooth the soul!
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Good one Keith
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Not so good at the time though! Cheers Sadje.
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I know. Thanks
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Always the worst part of the holiday – lost in a new city with luggage to cart around! At least he was close, and the rest of the holiday awaits!
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Absolutely, but as soon as you’ve unpacked you forget all about it!
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Based on a true story? I bet he will be thankful for the ice cream stand so close to where he’s staying. Cute froggie!
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It is. I walked round and round trying to find my B&B in Rome expecting it to look like a small hotel, and even walked past it twice before asking a local who pointed it out to me – just an inconspicuous door with a tiny sign above it!
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🙂
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Yep, it can be so easy to get lost and turned around in a place you just do not know. Well told!
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Too easy, for me anyway! Cheers Mimi.
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Excellent! Especially since I did that in Siena, Tuscany… oy!
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You too? I did exactly this in Rome!
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Italy likes to confuse…
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…and don’t I know it!
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You should have taken Rosey, Keith, I’d bet she is an expert at getting lost!
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It was bad enough without her. She sometimes gets lost on her way home!
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Dear Keith,
Quite an adventure for a tourist. That B&B sounds topnotch 😉
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Let’s just say it’s understated! Thanks Rochelle.
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Happens! Sometimes the places that are dead in front of us are easily missed.😄
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As I know! Cheers Ramya.
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That happens to me quite a whole lot. I overlook the obvious and do a lot of backtracking
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Too often for me as well, and it always happens when I’m in a hurry!
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That makes it the most frustrating
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My husband, who travelled a lot before we met, tells of getting in a taxi at an airport and giving the driver the name of his hotel, only for the driver to laugh and point across the road to it.
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Haha! At least the driver didn’t cash in by driving around the block and back again!
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What? You didn’t take the opportunity to buy another ice cream?
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I’ll pop outside for one later! Cheers Linda.
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At least he got a nice walking tour of the city, eh. Great story.
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He certainly did! Thanks Bear.
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Hahaha Well it sounds like a good walk. You’ve got an idea if where to walk after check in. Classic tale.
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That’s true! Thanks Laurie.
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i can relate. been there, done that so many times. 🙂
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You too? Join the club!
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An ice cream stall right outside your B&B? Result!
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Perfect! Cheers Ali.
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Yes, local knowledge is that – just for the locals. Your story reminds me of my friend who visited Rome. She was exasperated looking for the Spanish Steps, so sat down and had a sandwich, the police came and chased her off with the threat of a fine. No one is allowed to sit on the Spanish Steps, they informed her.
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I can imagine that happening! When I visited the Spanish Steps, I was totally underwhelmed because it looked like any old steps anywhere – I had to double check I’d actually found them!
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A little local knowledge is a must, particularly if you’re lugging a heavy suitcase around behind you.
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…as well I know Sandra!
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Ha! Isn’t that the way it goes?!
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Too often! Cheers Sascha
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Your story had a real ring of truth about it! I enjoyed the chatty voice you used
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Thanks so much Penny.
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Haha typical. I believe this situation happens quite a bit.
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Oh yes!
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He made it!
Phew!
Tough to look for addresses even in our own city. In foreign cities, one may get lost!
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Eventually! Thanks Anita.
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