This stay in the city has involved quite some rain. Just as New Zealand seems to be waiting for summer to actually arrive, Genova is waiting for the rain to stop falling.
I flew in after some serious flooding had happened here in the city but the rain hadn't quite stopped ... and so it was that I discovered the only boots that I brought with me had holes in them.
But who does that! One pair of shoes in Italy?! I can hear my cousin, Julie's, disbelief from here :-)
However having to replace those boots on my last full day here in the city ... that is going to make it all okay. And no one will see that my feet have become webbed, like a duck's.
There is nothing like owning a good pair of boots made here in Italy.
The very serious shoe-shop owner actually laughed when my lovely friend, Barbara, asked him if he might keep the plastic bags I was wearing over my socks, inside my boots (as a basic water-proofing measure) a secret ... as I was attempting to appear elegant while here in Italy.
Mmmhmmm, but then again, if all was simple in my life perhaps it would bore me.
The day ended with more laughter, as Alessandra, Barbara and I discussed 'but which wine?!' while accidentally blocking the wine aisle in COOP. Oh yes, that was us.
And so, proof from this exquisite but watery city I have spent these last two weeks wandering ... another reflection. I do love finding them here.
