Food heaven

After dropping Max and Min at the kennel, it was an early start for a trip down the motorway to Girona to catch our flight to Rome. Ryanair, incredibly, have three flights a day from Girona to Rome, so we chose a lunch-time flight that meant we could have a reasonable drive down to Spain during the day and then a three and half hour daylight ish drive to Foggia from Rome. We love Italy and all its madness. A few minutes from Ciampino Airport we had to take a slip road onto the ring road. This road was patently for one car only. We formed a two line queue, welcome to Italy! Just before Naples we had to turn left onto the autostrada for Bari but we stopped at a service station for a pit stop. The woman who cleaned the toilets was sitting, waiting for tips, and was singing beautiful songs. Amazing. Only the hardest hearted soul would not have tipped her. After driving for two hours she lifted your spirits and just made you feel good. Welcome to Italy! An hour and half later we checked into the Cicolella Foggia, a Mercure Hotel. The Cicolella has been there for as long as I can remember. A beautifully appointed hotel, right in the heart of Foggia and from where I'm typing this guff. At reception I asked if we could eat. Of course sir, eating is compulsory, quipped the guy at reception. The restaurant was good with a mouth watering menu. The choice reminded me of the type of food that I used to eat as a child. I was in food heaven. We slept well!