As Tim mentioned previously, in the mad panic to get our scooters on the Autozug and run with luggage, helmets and full motorbike gear I managed to lose my scooter key. My only scooter key. Aaaarrrgggghhhhh. Anyway thanks to the little rubber scooter keyring, which I had intended to replace, the train guys worked out who they belonged to (only two Vespas on the train luckily! Anyway a lucky escape as busting a lock is a pain in the neck. Phew. And thank you lucky key ring, apologies for even considering getting rid of you.
We are relying a bit too much on our luck on this trip I feel!
I have been worrying about that, and I know Liz has too! I feel more frequent blogging is required. Please stop riding to lakes, eating gelato, and generally have a smashing time, and instead concentrate on giving us live updates.
ReplyDeleteSo relieved that you have found your key - I had one vey sleepless night
ReplyDeleteOne very tired KI Chick
Not wishing to sound a "smarty pants" I did mention that with all the locks a spare set of keys would be a good idea and that was before you left.
ReplyDeleteNo point in having a name like TREVOR ( the retired voice of reason) without sounding smug. Pleased the train guys came up trumps.