FINITO!

8:57 PM, GMT+1

I had a physical today so I could use the Cattolica gym. This old Italian guy who spoke very fragmented English conducted it. It was pretty average, but I thought it was pretty funny how he had to tell me that it was over about twelve times. It finally ended with him bellowing "FINITO!" at me, and me running out after grabbing my notebook and iPod.

And then I fell down the stairs on the way back to the lounge.

Oh, and it seems now that I played calcio with the guys, I've made a whole bunch of new friends. They all seem to know my name... weird.