Today got off to a flying start - but not in a good way. Mindful of your expressed concerns for the well - being of my feet, sitting on the side of the bath I anointed them with a precautionary layer of Vaseline. One step on the tile and I was airborne, narrowly missing a close encounter between head and toilet. I seem to remember doing something similar before. Anyway the sky was clear blue and I couldn't wait to get going but another hitch was the non - arrival of the chef and therefore likewise breakfast. I was given a €5 refund and heartfelt apologies from the harassed receptionist with assurances there were lots of places where the chef would turn up. I planned a little help from the Metro to get me out of the urban sprawl (I can hear you tutting!) which worked well and then finally off.