a week

Although it feels like ages, only a week has gone by since my return to life in Barletta and our new place.  We’re still getting settled, slowly but surely, but have yet to make the trek to IKEA for the necessary items we’re missing. (Manu is obsessed with the fact that we still don’t have a tablecloth. Italians and their tablecloths I tell ya!)

The week was filled with getting acquainted with the neighborhood and the characters that inhabit it, finding internet, starting lessons and beating a cold that everyone says is due to my lack of neck coverage. Ah, it’s good to be back.

This morning while walking downstairs the little old lady on the second floor stopped me to chat. She was the cutest and held my hands tight the whole time we talked. She had those warm, soft, old lady hands that make you feel instantly cozy. As I left she told me that anytime I need anything, “flour, sugar!” I should ring her bell. As I said, the cutest. 

The view from our bedroom balcony looking down is just what I want to see when I wake up. Buon giorno, yellow melons, pears, plums, kiwis, peaches, apples and grapes!