The one I've had no trouble identifying with is the donkey because I'm feeling like a bit of an ass. Though I got here safely my wallet and credit cards did not. Right at the start of the trip it appears I was the victim of a train pickpocket. Its a long complicated story and I'll post more about it later however I'm glad to say that though I lost a fair bit of money my documents and cards are safely in the hands of the TrenItalia Police.
But that and few other hiccups involving the train from Innsbruck to Salzburg have not been allowed to spoil the trip. And it will all make good stories for the travel book I intend to write some day.
Meanwhile here's a picture of us in front of the Festspeilhaus with with Riccardo Muti - looks like the Maestro is either measuring my height or about to decapitate Laurent.08 maggio - San Simon
