Nixta Sinks

In the absence of a honeymoon, this year's summer holiday was a bit of a splash-out. Convertible hard-top Merc, fine hotels, Florence, Rome, Amalfi Coast, Sicily, Croatia, and a random shit night on the south coast of Italy, right in the arch of the boot. Don't ever visit. It's a terrible place for about, oooh, 80 km. A kind of beaten up desertified Virginia Beach. But in desperation, music video saved the day as we waited for the A/C to reduce the temperature of the large but itchy room we had to settle for. But what a video (Quicktime download here).

It's a couple of years old now, but after a month of no internet I'm feeling rather trailing edge anyway.

Yuki's Sentimental Journey