Nap Day

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I have no idea why I’m exhausted, but the family is at the vineyard house and we’re in town. I stayed in my pjs until midday, then finally showered and dressed; made a pasta and salsiccia lunch for us, then took a two-hour nap. 

Now I’m waiting for bed time, but will update if I leave the apartment and anything interesting happens.

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Nothing interesting, but I managed to leave the apartment. Joe and I saw Giovanna, temporarily parked in a diagonal across via Trapani before driving in to her garage. She asked if I were ok; I told her I don’t know why, but I’ve had a mal di testa all day, and just stayed inside. She said Boh! Io so…. Stanca, stanca, stanca, bella. She showed us her great-smelling mixture of maiale-vitello, which she’s combining with parmesan to make some nice polpette with tomatoes for her supper. A man in a car honked lightly, wanting to pass, but Giovanna was nonplussed. We were talking about food, after all.

Joe and I walked only a short while, to Caffe Cristal for a drink and snacks, aka supper. When seated outside, we had a nice display of a double rainbow.

This one’s actually from our apartment 




Heading home, we stopped at Forno Crispi, which appears to now have more polite staff. We got a filone for tonight and Regina cookies for the morning (although I think I remember theirs being too lemony). Turning home, who should greet us from her balcony but Giovanna? She was mid-conversation with a neighbor sitting outside on her ground terrace.

So, inside for the night. 

Bedtime still sounds good.



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