Versione italiana Version française Every time I go somewhere, after having admired all tourist attractions and not I can there, inevitably at a certain point there is the moment in which tiredness comes and, inexorably, prevails over the will of going and discovering artistic beauties that a place offers. But, obviously, I don’t have a lie wasting my precious time: it would be a crime! I’m always in a foreign and unknown land. So? Kensington Gardens, London