14 March 2022 Pepe woke me up at 5.00 am. He meowed at our door, padded upstairs, meowed there, padded down to our door. Repeat. He either got what he wanted or I fell asleep. There is something pleasant about being woken by an animal. Breakfast provided. A feast for ten. It is just the…
Category: Italy
Day 91 & 92 – Not Naples and the Amalfi Coast
12 & 13 March 2022 Saturday – The plan was Naples. Plans change. People tell us Naples is stunning. Must see. When Shell tells me she is not interested in the hectic pace of the city, I am happy. We grab some breakfast and discuss alternate plans. We are on the same page, mountains. “Cities,…
Day 90 – Pompeii
11 March 2022 Pompeii has always been on our list of places to visit. An ancient civilization with archaeological significance sounds good. An ancient civilization with archaeological significance wiped out by a catastrophic natural disaster, perfect. “Even with all our technology and the inventions that make modern life so much easier than it once was,…
Day 89 – Dragoni
10 March 2022 We decided to stay outside of Naples. The buzz of a city wears on the senses. Our brief respite in Tuscany is a distant memory. I love Rome, it is dirty and busy, but the city has a soul. Absence makes you fonder. A change is as good as a holiday, even…
Day 88 – Reveal
9 March 2022 Up early. Breakfast and off to our regular coffee. The original regular, not the new regular. The original regular is on the way to Salvator Mundi International Hospital. Today we see what is under the bandage. Coffee is good. There is a Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever. I give it a pat…
Day 87 – Ostia Antica
8 March 2022 We need a day trip. Time to get out of Rome for the day. We have some breakfast and catch the train to Ostia Antica. From EUR Migliana station it is about 30 minutes to Ostia Antica Station. Total cost 3 euros for both of us. “Three-fourths of philosophy and literature is…
Day 86 – Underwear
7 March 2022 I have one job today, underwear. I carry a plastic bag for my dirty clothes. There is a simplicity to the undiversified wardrobe. All my shirts are black. All my socks are black. All my underwear is dark blue. No thinking is required. But you need to separate your smells from your…
Day 85 – Lazy Sundays
6 March 2022 Wake up early. We wake up early every day. Medication for Shell, a chat with Barry after breakfast and we head off for coffee. Our regular is shut. I am trying to convince Shell that our Sunday coffee regular should be our everyday coffee regular. Pergamino Caffè is better in every way,…
Day 80 to 84 – Surgery and so on
2 – 5 March 2022 Wednesday – Wake up early. Pack and hit the road before breakfast. 3 ½ hours to Rome. It is -4C. Everything is covered in ice. Smooth sailing all the way. As we make our way out of the mountains a deer crosses right in front of us. First, we have…