Our attempts at country living in Italy: the dogs, the cats, the chickens, the horse and, oh, the humans. The veg patch. Sun, snow, rain, drought, mud, dust. And the odd earthquake or two.
June 6, 2009
Last night we went
Last night we went out for the end of year meal with Alessio’s school class. This is a good class, a friendly, outgoing group, so we’ve been lucky – the other classes don’t do a lot of socializing together, whereas our class is always having get-togethers and meals and trips, which is obviously good for us as incomers. Last night’s meal surpassed all others, I’d say. It was a cena a base di pesce (fish dinner) and we hired a little chalet-type social centre in one of the tiny outlying villages, with space outside for the kids to play and a barbecue grill. Arrived around 7.30pm and finally departed at 1.00am, having eaten a stupendous multi-course fish meal of professional quality and sung and danced and even cleared up afterwards.
And I woke up at 6.00 this morning and couldn’t get back to sleep, with the consquence that I’m so tired now I can hardly focus to write this. Wanted to write a lot more but it’ll have to wait.
Stay at Palomba! Feed the chickens, groom the pony, walk the dog, dig the veg patch ... no, okay, relax on the terrace, swim in the lake, hike in the hills ... it's your holiday! Check out our rental apartment at www.palomba.it
I live in an old converted farmhouse in central Italy with my partner John and our son Alessio, aged 14. We scrape a living as a copy editor and graphic designer respectively (haven't yet sent the boy out to work, but it can't be long) and we rent out a pretty apartment during the summer. It's a really nice place to stay and this is a great area for a holiday. Great area to live, too.
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