I got up this morning at 10 with every intention of finally going to the gym and getting into a routine faintly resembling my regimen at home. But, alas, no hot water this morning. And so after several phone calls with Annuska and Beatrice, each exclaiming how this never happened and we are so very sorry, I spent the next several hours running up and down the three flights of stairs to let in Lorenzo and Roberto so they can find and solve la problema. All this happening while Steve was in total coma, having stayed up until 4 in the morning watching the Super Bowl.
The plus side was time spent on the roof. There is a whole other world on the roofs of houses in this section of Trastevere. Elaborate plantings, separate structures, shaded gazebos along with the ubiquitous satellite dish. Our roof has a kitchen and ample space to eat al fresco. Lovely.
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3 comments:
It all sounds wonderful and so glad to read it all. You have found your voice! Will try to keep following while in India and missing you already.
Love ya
J
I am looking forward to your first book.....love the read.
Miss you on Wednesdays.
Hy
Elizabeth Gilbert eat your heart out! Sounds incredible - and you're speaking Italian already!
Love from the homefront (and snow)
m
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