Got a proper frisking leaving London this morning. Both of us. Flight uneventful, other than it being like a Turkish bazaar. They not only sold food, but stuff from the duty free shop, bus and tour tickets, and asked for donations for some charity. Got to Rome and picked up a SIM card for my phone. Not sure what I signed, I can’t read Italian, but the internet works. Walked a lot. Ate pizza. Ate gelato.
We got moved to a different hotel, I’m pretty sure the same people own both. It seems very nice so far.