Nor any drop to drink… but a room with a view that let’s not a heart sink (apologies to Samuel Taylor Coleridge and The Rime of the Ancient Mariner!)…

Water, water, everywhere you look…

Even up the side streets, you’re just as likely to need a boat…

Water, water, everywhere… so it must be Venice…

Until we speak again, “Water, water, everywhere… nor any drop to drink. ” But maybe that’s what S. Pellegrino was invented for…