It’s generally quite quiet where I am. Sort of out of the way of traffic. A few tourists walk down but see it’s a dead end and go the other way. And a few lovely dogs come by with their owners.
I lost my dear sweet Demi recently and seeing dogs is bittersweet. We had some fun and crazy times. She was one of my best friends. Never judged, just loved. And nudged when she wanted whatever I was eating. I miss her…but I digress. The day was spent finalizing the website, chatting with quite a few WordPress ‘happy engineers’ (their description – not mine) who I doubt were so happy having to respond to me. But it all worked out and being kind and gracious goes a lot further then being cranky.
So late afternoon, I stepped out to do some walking and pick up my bathroom chandelier. Delivered to my Tabacchi store earlier. I’ve now replaced every light fixture with LED lights, hoping that is a better option for minimizing electricity usage. Italy has raised its gas and electric rates fairly substantial and being a part time resident, I get hit a bit higher.
I get my package then go a bit further and visit with Cafe Centrale owners, Roberto and Kahn. And have my decaf cappuccino. Back home to drop off my package and off again down the mountain. It’s before sundown and the views are magnificent. Sometimes I just stop and lean against a building, taking in the view and wondering how many people, families have lived in these buildings? Oh the stories these walls could tell, if only they would. The buildings are called ‘palaces – palazzi’. The wealthy owned the entire building on 3-4 floors. Many bedrooms for sure! And most have been turned into apartments now. There are a few palaces for sale here and I have a friend who has one, I will get into it and share it. There is one palace that has gone to ruin, in a most exquisite location – between two parks and overlooking a huge view off to the west. The doors are locked and the ‘Alberti’ family built it…hundreds of years ago. It would make an exquisite BandB for sure.
I walk down the mountain at the north end which seems steeper then the south entrance. The aqueduct has scaffolding on it and I wonder what they are doing. Some preservation project? I’ll try to find out. My friend Daniela works at a Cafe/Bar across the street at the end of the downward slope of a street. She’s not in, so on I go. It’s now a bit darker, and the pizza shop is open! I get a piece to take home. Moving on to the next Cafe/Bar where Hilaria works. She is lovely with a big ‘Ciao Cindy’! Mostly it sounds like ‘Zindee’ but I kind of like that too. One guy, awhile back, thought it was Sandy and started singing some Sandy song from Grease! Too funny. I did say it was Cindy but complimented him on his bravery to sing!!
I have another decaf cappuccino at Hilaria’s cafe. They are pretty cheap outside the big cities. 1.50 euros. I sometimes feel I must have a cappuccino at each of them if I pass them. There are 4 that I walk by…hmmmm. Then back up the mountain on the south side. It is dark now but the area is well lit. I’m getting used to it. A few photos that caught my eye. Back home and tucked in for the night. Although I have a few things to do, I may sneak out to Rome tomorrow. I need to say a proper ‘ciao’ to the eternal city. We’ll see.
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