Not sure if there is a garbage strike or if biennale revelries have tipped over the bins…but the place is trashed…
Heading to our favorite spot Bar da Gino we passed some fairly wobbly chaps in pink cordories (fashion tip, pink and apple green are in for chaps)
Some of we (not all of we, some of we were tired) took part in tartan and kiwi celebrations. A night (good bad and indifferent was had by all).
Off to strategize our next day on the hustings