The mercato centrale in Florence is always good for a wander and a quick blip. We headed out after breakfast to pick up a few bits and pieces to bring home, and with a view to getting a blip.
Our trip home was as smooth as a trip involving Charles de Gaulle airport can be. We were a little late arriving in Edinburgh, but nothing too bad.
On the last leg, flying into Edinburgh, I followed what appeared to be a lost Australian up the steps to the aeroplane. He's in the extras. I hope he has brought some other clothes...