My excuse: 2 and 3.
This past week has closely resembled my life back in California: going out to lunch with friends, reading, designing (contract work from back home), and exploring. However, I am not back home. I am in Italy.
Wherever you go, there you are. Indeed.
Salo, Italy. I've been making many friends in Italy. This foreigner is bright and shiny and a thing of novelty. "San Francisco? Molto bella!" The friends I am making have been introducing me to their friends, who in turn introduce me to their friends, who... and, well! by this time next week I will have met all of the citizens of Italy. Is George Clooney in town?
In the tomb of a Roman cathedral in Brescia, Italy.
A monk action figure. Superhero St. Francis of Assisi!
The weather has been amazing: comfortable mid-to-high 70's. California weather. The angels are happy, too.
Castro (a small villa near Bergamo), Italy. A couple of my new Italian rock climbing friends.
Yes, you heard me correctly! I am now a rock climber.
Yours truly, huffing and puffing as I make my way up a rock.
Seconde Classe, a discotech in Brescia, Italy. Another set of new Italian buddies have introduced me to the Italian night life. What fun!
I'm going to go take a nap. But first... gelato!
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A scene outside my window about 10 minutes ago:
A father, his bike, dog, and daughter. Awww...
4 comments:
Slacking??
Don't be silly!
After all, you are travelling and appear to be having a wonderful time!
But, thanks for sharing.
:)
-Scot
I can't believe you're rock climbing in Italy!!! DS will be so jealous :)
Isn't it fun? Be careful, it's addicting!
Looks amazing :)
Scot-- You're sweet!
S.G.-- Rock climbing is fun. We'll have to go when you come down to KY!
M.T.-- :)
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