There we are. A good-bye photo with the six casanovas, Valentina, Oscar's father (who ran the hut before his son) and me. Oscar took the picture. I left with him and Valentina, they took me down in their car, they are going back up for the weekend. I am at the posto tappa in Strepeis now, which is very nice and all mine. I've just had dinner, amongst over things an excellent minestrone. It is raining outside and I am trying to figure out how to proceed from here. Apart from the fact that I have to cure my cystitis.