Day 8 – Tuesday 11th April The Hotel Reggiani  has been in the same family since the fifties, and it shows. Although I slept like a log being dog tired anyway, I couldn’t help thinking that it was showing its age, with door handles and shower curtains falling off. But at least towels, soap and shampoo were provided, even if the shower provided little more than a trickle of tepid water after ten minutes of waiting and eating was hilariously banned in the rooms. The staff however were kindness itself and couldn’t do enough for us, which is so typical…