Let's see how frustrating modern travel can be:
1. The car broke down in Piemonte.
2. The BlackBerry shut itself off in Tuscany. When it had rebooted itself the browser was gone, and with it all the bookmarks. Twitter and Facebook, not to mention the august New York Times, were lost to me.
3. The iTouch charger wouldn't charge. No music on the way home. Nothing to drown out the screaming infants or loudmouthed blowhards on the flight home.
4. Worst of all--by far the worst of all--the MacBook Air died in Valpolicella. Caput. Niente. Sad, really. In this modern age you're only as good as your data.
All of which explains why, gentle reader, you haven't heard much from Strappo in days past. We are forced (oh! the ignominy!) to use a hotel computer, a clunky PC, that seems like it's running with tin cans and string. And what the hell is this Acer keyboard all about? Scadente.
And it's been freezing, too.
"All you do is complain, Strappo. Has nothing good happened on this trip?"
"First of all," I reply, "it's my Irish heritage to complain about everything. It's the one thing, aside from binge drinking, that we excell in. And, yes, it has been a splendid trip from a wine-searching point of view."
I'll post a couple of interesting tidbits before heading home tomorrow morning.
A presto, amici.
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