...or Getting Used to a Different Rhythm of Life.
Not much to share for today. Getting my uncle at Borgo and back home for lunch together with mom. In the late afternoon we went for a walk on one of the Seven Hills of Rome, Gianicolo. The view is spectacular from this hill even if some parts are covered by trees. Marco succeeded in catching a small lizard but we stopped him before he could cut off her tail. Then our ritual continued with the ice-cream stop and a light dinner with pizza ‘al taglio’. I am on my way back to drive my uncle home and the kids are getting quite ready for summer camp tomorrow. Fortunately the traffic on Sunday is not as bad and the weather continues to collaborate. As long as I sleep through the night we are good.We are getting used to the rhythms of this city and the customs of this country –even though I am convinced that I am way more Canadian by now than I can ever be Italian again. But visiting is good, feels right and makes us connected to our roots – especially the kids.
I added some more pics to the show and here. Talk to you tomorrow.
1 comment:
What beautiful pictures! We especially love the pictures of those very cool fridge magnets. Val, you have to bring us back a few. Those are nice ones to add to the collection. Look forward to your ongoing updates. Have fun.
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