Holiday Inn

I’ve successfully put off a lot of Christmas related responsibilities by watching far too many episodes of House Hunters International. On one hand, it’s probably better for my wellbeing than Real Housewives of Hot Mess, but on the other, it’s really making me want to purchase a second home abroad. You know, just a quaint little farmhouse where I could stomp some grapes, write some bestsellers and ignore my bills back home. Is that too much to ask?

(Azienda Agricola Mandranova resort)