I ride a taxi with Anna to the train station where she catches a train to Milan to work for the day, and I set off on foot with a homemade map. I window shop for a bit because everything is on sale in July. I try to justify buying some shoes, but the argument has not worked yet...so back away from the window before the store opens up. I walk to the the Mayor's office where there is a pretty garden and I wander and sit.
I buy a little snack pizza at 12 noon because my Swiss breakfast cereal with freshly picked blueberries has worn off. I sit and listen to
A Year of Wonders a story about the plague. I keep listening as I walk through the streets to the next good looking view with a bench. All the stores begin closing at 12:30 for two hours.
There is nothing for me to do but find a good outdoor cafe - Bar Orchidea. I get salad Olympia with carrots, zucchini, tomatoes, fennel, and brie . I thought it would have lettuce being called a salad, but it was just the shredded veggies. Nice! I need to eat better.
Let me define better...
Elizabeth Gilbert, the woman who wrote
Eat, Pray, Love said something about eating her body weight in pasta when she was in Italy. Let's just say I had my moment trying on jeans in the store today and not being too successful.
Trying to eat better guidelines:
- only eat pasta once a day, and have a small serving
- try to get as many veggies as possible
- have a piece or two of fruit
- hold back on the bread
- cheese is ok
- one gelatto a day
- don't stop in at a pastry shop too often
- throw out all the rules and enjoy if something looks good. (You knew that was coming didn't you).
The generous gelatto server gave me pistachio and creme with Nutella. I had to get a cup it was so big (2 Euros). It is soft and runny just how I like it, the nutella is perfection as it mixes with creamy and nutty. To finish or not to finish... Gelatto is part of the diet of Italians, everyone eats it. Finish it!!
Should I be worried that I have not peed since I left and now it is 3:00? Just recording as it comes.
Still waiting for the stores to open, I take a series of undercover pictures.
Now it is time for shopping. "Coin" sheltered me from the rain, gave me a toilette and added a linen blouse, and an oil/vinegar holder for me to pack. The 99 cent store had a toothbrush for me since I forgot to pack mine and I found a present for my dear host Carola, she has been so good to me. I catch the 6 o'clock "H" bus to the Scola Europa stop and walked back home. Which was an old farm house during WWII. Now it is split into apartments, the whole top floor owned by the family I am staying with. I get to skype with Meg, which was wonderful. Dinner served at 8:00 pm. Small serving of pasta with some pesto sauce, spinach salad, roast, a baby piece of bread and white peach. The windows of my room are automatically closing because it is raining.
It is hard not to romanticize a vacation like this. It has been wonderful, and there are also some challenges and difficulties as well. All opportunities for growth and learning.
Created in the 16th century to remind the people of the importance of the church and faith. The small churches have life sized figures carved out of wood depicting the life of Christ, for the majority of people who could not read. There are two arches that begin the five agonies and five glories of His life. These events also make up the beads of the rosary. As people travel to the next church, up overgrown cobbled paths, with views of mountains, Switzerland and small villages, they can recite certain prayers. 
There is nothing for me to do but find a good outdoor cafe - Bar Orchidea. I get salad Olympia with carrots, zucchini, tomatoes, fennel, and brie . I thought it would have lettuce being called a salad, but it was just the shredded veggies. Nice! I need to eat better. 
Elizabeth Gilbert, the woman who wrote Eat, Pray, Love said something about eating her body weight in pasta when she was in Italy. Let's just say I had my moment trying on jeans in the store today and not being too successful.
I just wandered off on my own amongst 12 thousand acres of grapevine dancing in the dark. I will miss the solitude of this place. Where else could I get my grove on with space to sing out loud and dance? 
[The Holy Ghost] quickens all the intellectual faculties, increases, enlarges, expands and purifies all the natural passions and affections; and adapts them, by the gift of wisdom, to their lawful use. It inspires, develops, cultivates and matures all the fine-toned sympathies, joys, tastes, kindred feelings and affections of our nature. It inspires virtue, kindness, goodness, tenderness, gentleness and charity.
