Woke up late and headed into the centre to try and grab a tour bus for a few hours, after searching for sun cream and water for a ridiculously long time. Managed to drop (or more like throw) the end of my cornetto onto the floor, which will probably be the most memorable part of the whole trip.

Eventually got a bus ticket and headed to the stop only to realise we had been suckered into buying a ticket to the wrong bus! Nonetheless we got on and it was nice, despite the usual weirdly unrehearsed pre recorded scripts which we have gotten used to.

Got off at the Vatican and looked around there for a while, which was amazing, before heading to grab dinner.

I then insisted on dragging Davenport to the make your own magnum shop, which was a little less exciting than I expected, and I'll probably never hear the end of it!