Fabrizio's mother (Anna, charming lady) was waiting for me; I had sent an SMS to her son on D-Day as I thought I might be a bit late (I only managed to reach her as I was 50 metres away from the apartment). Well located in a pleasant neighbourhood. The air conditioning system was not working correctly (water leaking) but there was a dehumidifier and a fan to cope -- so that was fine. Hard to get ahold of a plumber or any trademan on a Friday afternoon. It was really hot when I went.