July, 2012. Business trip. My most lovely Italy! This time this Italy with no English speaking people…
2012. Business trip. My most lovely Italy! This time this Italy with no English speaking people…
Taranto. There is even no airport. You rent a car in Bari, shortcut the boot…
…and voila! You “land” in a medieval town, where you have rented again the most idiotic (i.e. not conveniently accessible) hotel, in addition to a penthouse, however with atmosphere and a view! How freak am I…
The small detail – it is the degrees in Celsius and AlItalia has sent your luggage in Sicily (since then I do not check luggage, unless I am forced to do it).
I climb to the top of the building; have a shower, wrap up in a towel – as the only one clean item I can put on my body, and go out on the terrace. To melt with the view… With espresso in my hands. My favourite Italian one! And a cell phone. To make photos.
The next detail – the hotel is a several century building, with window shutters. Whish are not safely mounted. And they shut down. And I remain on the roof. With a cup of coffee. Dressed with a towel. With e mobile Blackberry in hands (please remember, it is 2012, not 2020!).
I first decide to demonstrate my personal charm. I stretch over the concrete guardrail and start shouting, hoping that somebody on the street will hear my cry. Well… 5 am, in the summer, Southern Italy – the rescuers are jumping one over another.
Then I look at the stupid cell phone – which I don’t know at all and use mainly for business emails.
Second option – to call my friends in Bulgaria and start crying: I am of a roof of a medieval hotel in a medieval small Italian town, warped up with a towel only, please heeeeeeeeelllpppppp!I abandon this option.
Next one – browsing to find my hotel and its email. Find it. I don’t need a telephone number – unfortunately, I do not speak Italian… I therefore right: Locked on the terrace of your own penthouse. Can somebody please unlock me and let me out.
I will never ever forget the face of the hotel administrator, when she opened the terrace…
P.S. Taranto is amazing!
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