It's been up and down and all over the place ... but then again, that's the reality of my wandering life.
I love wandering. It's been a passion since forever. I must confess though, it's not all easy and fun. And just like the good days, the bad days are kind of extreme.
Saturday was sublime. Sunday was spent out at Arenzano with the lovely Francesca, her children and Ashley, a New Zealander. The sea had real waves, just like New Zealand, and the company was grand. I'm hoping I convinced Ashley to come stay with us in Belgium at some point in the near future.
It was a delicious day that ended well. Monday, I woke from nightmares and my mouth was sore. I decided to walk them off. I called in to buy salt from Francesca at Le Gramole, as I passed by on my regular walking route, and she was like this lovely ray of sunshine in my day. Much-needed, although she gifted me the salt which was very kind ... on top of the whole making me smile thing.
The first walk done, I returned and realised my usb modem, purchased 3 months ago, was about to run out of hours. Life without the internet ... incomprehensible.
I raced out again, all the way down the hill towards the harbour, weaving through the caruggi like an expert ... so proud until I realised I was in the wrong place. Eventually I arrived at the right TIM shop and voila, they were closed on Monday mornings.
Back to the house, a quick shower due to the humidity here and the fact it's warmer than I'm used to at this time of year here in Europe. I was meeting Francesca G for lunch and we wandered some more. It's always lovely to spend time with Francesca. She is my translator in this world but more than that, I consider her the loveliest friend.
Enroute in search of metal detectors for sons and lupini, we called by at TIM and I picked up a short term recharge on my usb modem for 9 euro. I love TIM and their service.
Well, I arrived home about 6.30pm and realised my usb modem just wouldn't work in any way that was satisfactory. I looked at the clock, wondered how late they were open and set off, at a brisk pace. They were open and I can't say enough good things about the TIM assistant who worked for an hour, getting my usb modem up and running.
Dinner was cereal and yogurt because I'm terrible here. And I worked late into the night.
Today ... the weather. You probably cannot imagine how glorious a day can be here in Genova, Italy in the middle of winter. I think it was about 17 celsius at one point, deep blue skies and sunshine forever.
I could prove this, had I packed the card reader I need to transfer my photographs to my computer ... even if I had packed a spare usb cable but no. All images remain safely here on my camera.
You see, I don't have my everyday laptop with me. I decided that the life of a sherpa was not for me, and I packed light. I am regretting it but my body appreciated it on the long haul here. The everyday laptop has everything I need on it. This little travel laptop has very little ...
I spent a lovely few hours catching up with Karla, a friend and artist who lives here in the city.
Dinner tonight is pizza from the exquisite Pizzeria Ravecca. The same as the one pictured in this post. I'm kind of stuck on this one.
Things are going well ... well, except for the train strike scheduled for Friday. That would be the day that I need to get from Genova to Milano for my 7pm flight. It's 2 hours on the train from Genova, then another 50 minutes on a second train to the airport. We shall see how that goes.
So ... a short round-up of news here in Genova. I have some truly delicious news in the days ahead but let me get it all set up before I write of it here.
Ciao from Genova!