Boxing Day Blues - need air

Still alive - christmas day was crap - half a rabbit and some olives is not what I call festive. John Belushi shouting at me in my whiskey fuelled dreams and Petra screaming because the supermarket is not open. I decided to wear a kilt all day and the hotel staff were bemused. I kicked a dog , ate too many chocolate frogs and felt sick. So, Its Boxing day and now everything is fine - look forward to tomorrow and normality in Rome. May try to get out to the countryside, need fresh air. Starting to feel stifled here in the city, need air, need air, cant breathe , need air.