Italian Capers

Despite the rain, we decided to go to our eldest daughter's year-end festa at a park in a nearby village. It was interesting to see H re-united with her Italian peers- her personality was that of a meek child rather than the outgoing spunky child we know. Just look at that kid! Hmmmm.... The children had a great time playing on this archaic merry-go-round. I can't remember the last time I saw a merry-go-round in the states. Surely some parks still have them. Or, perhaps, they are too much fodder for our litigious society. Later, the Italian children were playing group games. Neither of the "Americane" was interested, so they made their way back to the merry-go-contraption and had a blast. It's like a dizzy-fun-machine. It had chain safety belts, so it must be safe. There was a nice lunch served....you guessed it, pasta was on the menu-pomodoro or ragu sauce. It was cooked in a giant vat- and it was perfect. During this casual dining experience we were informed ...

I suppose once you have seen a stranger in their underwear, under normal living conditions, it is just a matter of time before you see them naked. Yep, the girls and I saw PierreAngelo in the buff today. It was 2:00 p.m. when we decided to go across the street to enjoy some time outside in my landlord's yard. We were making our way down the path, when I caught a glimpse of him in some kind of shower at the end of the driveway. We were not being quiet- and I began to talk even louder. I figured if we kept walking, he would have more than enough time- it's a long driveway, to close the door, or whatever. Next thing I know , I hear H say, "Hey Z, look at that." Great, she's pointing him out and he's still naked in the shower. We just kept walking. Soon, he had on a towel and caught up with us to chat. Strangely, I didn't even feel uncomfortable. Really. He had been sunbathing (naked?). He asked me if I like to sunbathe- not sure where he was going with that, ...