Cat-flap stare

Whisky knows something's up. The super woofer (huge bag) is out and toothbrushes have been packed. Even more worryingly, the dreaded automatic feeder has been filled and a note has been written for the pet sitter. Oh dear.

Today was a day of preparation - tidying the flat, buying pet provisions, packing, and visiting Stanford's bookshop to buy maps and guides. Tomorrow we're off on the Eurostar to Paris and then to Zurich. The following day we'll travel across the Alps on the Bernina Express to Torino where we'll catch a connection to Milan and from there to Florence. Whoop!