Mercati
Today should've been my housecleaning day, but my prediction on getting Ettore's cold came true. I'm beat. Therefore, a cat bath vs a shower, as the thought of getting wet sounded awful. I did the ever-demanding laundry, then off to the Wednesday market for a suitcase. Joe hung out at home. I found nearly everything I came to the market for. One vendor had a cheap €1 pair of silver hoops to replace the ones that got lost at the vigne . There were lots of kids' art project materials, but I got sick of trying to get the vendor's attention, as he was deep into conversation with the vendor next to him. Hit the Chinese store later; I made a mental note. Then, as I was admiring purses, I saw a suitcase the next stall over that could work for sending home my things. I wasn't going to pay more than €30 for it. The vendor said €45, and I politely thanked him and turned away. He stopped me, saying he'd take out the suitcase inside the suitcase, and sell it to me for j