Hidden on the hill near San Jose lies a piece of forgotten party history, as well as a spectacular testimony to human hubris.
Ever had tea with a man who lives in a Medieval fridge, on a crumbling rooftop amidst hundreds of pigeons and falcons?
If straying off the beaten path is the way your cookie crumbles, you might as well do it on a sexy vintage motorbike.
“We’re going to enter through the bathroom window on the first floor and then climb downstairs. You may feel a bit dizzy.”
