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Torneo (Tournament)

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  Joe, Karen, Rachi and doubles partner Marco Champions! Rachi playing, despite the drizzle. Final day of the tennis tournament. We had a nice start to the morning, at Artigiana. I had both a cornetto and a pistachio granita with my cappuccino, because, hey — it's my last breakfast here. The Last Breakfast  Just because I still want one of these I wanted to pick up a few things to bring home from Lidl, mainly pistachio flour and sesame biscotti. Joe joined me, and we got a few other sundries; deodorant brands we like, some taralli, etc. He turned homeward after Lidl, and I continued on to Vesti Bene. I bought a bag to replace mine, which is too vertical, and a strap is broken. I found an inexpensive one, but, spoiler alert, I didn't end up using it. That's ok. Many times we make quick overnight trips with Vincenzo and Mariella; it's perfect leaving it here for that purpose. As I walked home, I felt a sudden sharp pain on my ankle. It felt like a bee sting. This would be...
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Another Day, Another Wedding

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Valentina's mom and brother flank her side, with flower girls and ring bearer  leading the way. (All other pictures are at the end. I'm lazy tonight). As usual, we got things mixed up. I recall Mariella telling us that Francesco and Valentina's wedding is at 10 am today, so Joe and I had a quick morning, primped for the event, then set off on foot around 9:30, leaving messages of that with Mariella and Elena. Empty. No one in the piazza, no one in the church. But it's a lovely day, so we sat in the little adjacent park. Sure enough, Mariella called; no, no the service is at 10:30. And though it promptly began then, I didn't catch site of those two until nearly an hour later (and the Mass was still going strong). The ceremony was charming, and I appreciated that all the words were printed in the wedding program, so we could follow along. It's easier to digest a lot of the language if I can read it. Alessandro helped officiate, and Padre Giosue led the Mass. He...
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