The choice of Cristina’s flat was obvious and shared among other lucky tourists - a wonderful view over the old town, and sure we’ve got it... I never had thought I would enjoyed seagull never ending crying, but found it to be really meditating at 6am, sitting at the balcony and waiting for the sun to start licking tile roofs. And much more lovely was Cristina’s hearty welcome, useful hints and the chance to have a glass of the city eponymous wine after a long road....