Once in a while you visit a place that’s just perfect. This is that place. It’s everything you want, and then it’s more. In the morning you wake up in this little palace, with the sounds of the vendors at the nearby fishmarket. You make yourself a pot of thea (provided, of course...) and take a peak from the terrace to see a world that’s right from the Italian movies. Then you cut yourself a peace of the (provided) cake that’s in the fridge, take a biscuit with marmalade (yes, also, as is wine, water, coffee etc) and you’re ready for the day. A hundred meters from your little palace you jump just right in to your Catanian adventure. And... at the end of the day you escape the hot city and beaches to your little cold and conveniant palace.
Why do people stay in hotels, I sometimes wonder.