Newspaper headlines signal the inevitability of Greek bankruptcy - a financial storm gathering over Davos. The red lines in the street outside the door. No Stopping. Someone selling consultancy at the next table. "Third party participancy." People on the pavement walking, walking, clutching their mobiles, bags, mineral water. A car with smoked glass windows, single numbers on the plate.
The doorman with a blue-tooth earpiece who wishes us a pleasant day. Standing in front of a Picasso with six noughts after the price. Underground, a crowded metal bullet hurtling through darkness. Another bar. Beyonce on the speaker system, Amy Winehouse - scorched throat music. Another tea, another wine. Spaghetti bolognese.
A spat of rain. The flowering of umbrellas.
This is my day.
(Extracts from my journal. Now on my way back to Italy)