Splendour in Grasse

What is that banging? My head is also banging, it’s taking me a minute to figure out where I am. I see my half pack of Marlboros on the nightstand and a half bottle of champagne.

I loved the half packs, half wasn’t really a commitment.

I squish down the mountain of pillows to see what’s happening on the other side of the bed ….how was she sleeping through this?

My feet get out first, it’s freezing, I follow the trail of our stuff and my breath it’s so cold in here to find something warmer than this bikini top I am wearing for some reason. I remember the reason as I walk past the swimming in the pool.