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I met two Italians (Valentina and Daniela), who were also on the trip, in the bar of Hotel Le Mathurin and we enjoyed a glass of Chablis while trying to hold a conversation! We then met the other press (more beautiful Europeans) before being taken to Bon for dinner. (Think French, with a Japanese/Asian twist). I had Foie Gras followed by spicy (raw) seabass. Delicious, if a little new for me! Some more wine, then we were back to the hotel for bed ahead of a visit to La Vallee Village the next day.
At La Vallee, we were shown the Norman Parkinson exhibition, given interview slots (there was work to be done!) and time to do some VIP discounted shopping. (More on La Vallee/Parkinson exhibit coming soon). Before you ask, yes, I shopped. airline tickets to greece I bought Ralph Lauren, Michael Kors and MaxMara, which I frantically stuffed into my cabin case while my driver took my to the airport for my flight back to Edinburgh at 8.30 pm.