7 days
Champagne is one of the few drinks that generally fucks me.
I can have nine or ten pints in a night and feel rubbish but function the following day. I can have a bottle or two of sparkling wine and feel like shit for the following morning, but still function.
Two glasses of champers and I am literally doubled over with a bastard of a hangover the following day.
Why aren’t you?
Nah seriously, horses for courses. I love a lie in, but then I enjoy making the most of a city I’ll probably never see again. So long as people head home enriched and happier, it’s a good holiday.