The long journey in search of food

Up early for Salvatore the Driver to take us to the airport.

Not before a scumptious breakfast and a delicious view, however.

Feeling particularly spoilt, and slightly gangsterish, what with the snazzy car, black leather seats and a driver called ‘Salvatore’, and possibly the fact he stopped on the way to shoot someone and stuff them in the boot with our luggage (ok, he didn’t really, just it was pretty cool and very exciting) we were dropped off at the International Terminal, located Coke Dude

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