So it was finally time to go to Salerno and get my great-great-grandfather’s birth certificate! Unfortunately, my cousin was sick, and then was working. So me, being the genius I am, said I’ll go by myself and get it – M can stay home with the animals, F can live his life, and I can… Continue reading Salerno
Dakota Let’s kick this off with a quick story from yesterday. We were relaxing at the house and Dakota (my sweet, insane puppy) was being a giant pest and generally annoying me. I kept pushing him away, because I am apparently the meanest Puppy-Mama in the world (you’ll know why in a minute). About an… Continue reading Day 2 in Otranto
So the other day we went into Otranto. It’s the town just south of Torre Dell’Orso, about 10 minutes away by car. We needed to go into town for the post office and to pick up some things, but also we thought it would be nice to see what we could – and boy, was… Continue reading Visiting Otranto
So it was pointed out to me the other day that we have been in Italy for about 6 weeks now and I wanted to do a quick check-in. Things are generally good. Italy certainly feels like a fresh start, which is nice, and the lifestyle pace is much more relaxed, which is good and… Continue reading Six Weeks In Italy!
Sekhmet the jerk cat is back! We just got back from Ravenna. We had stopped in the Northern Italian town on the way from Paris to Torre Dell’Orso, and at the time I didn’t say much because there was no good ending. The cabin door and windows didn’t latch properly so the animals all got… Continue reading He’s home!!!
I’m soooo hungry. We’ve been in Torre Dell’Orso for about a week and a half, we’ve been out of America for about two weeks, and I’m basically surviving on bananas. I didn’t eat at all in France because we were dealing with getting off the plane, the animals, the driving issues in Dijon. I had… Continue reading The Italian Food Situation
So today marks the end of our first week in Torre Dell’Orso. It’s been…something. I know our Italian is getting better, that I’m picking up more words, but it still is very hard, particularly because I seem to be inclined to slip into French. The animals are adjusting, Dakota very well, the others with varying… Continue reading Our First Week In Italy
So our Italian apartment…we rented, sight unseen, with the idea that we can survive a lot for two months and it would be easier to find a great place when we are over here. This one was under budget, two bedrooms, and two outdoor areas that we hoped with give Dakota a little bit of… Continue reading Our Italian Appartmento