oh, and perhaps the most ridiculous trip ever

Friday morning: Catania, Sicily. Friday, 1800: Palermo airport; 2230: Malpensa; 0030: Montagnola; 0200: drive the Rocket to Zurich; 0600: train to Geneva airport; 1310: Edinburgh airport; 1500: walking into Murrayfield.

That's Matt on the left with the pipes, a Lion Rampant flag, an Italian flag, three Scotsmen and two Italians. Would have been great if the Scotland team had turned up to play some rugby.


(The Rugby Equinox: We got there! Everything was perfect! Then Italy scored three trys! - Matt.)