In the office all my Italian went out the window. Where are my friends when I need them most? But all is well, the dates are set for 15 - 29 May, and as soon as I exited the City Hall I bumped into a friend who works there and my Italian came flowing back.
That effort, I thought, merited a walk in the sunshine up to my favourite spot behind the village.


The day has been glorious, the third or fourth in a row with cobalt skies and clear air. It really was short sleeves on the mountainside today. I wandered up in my tracksuit, forgetting that under the top I had only a long-sleeved merino undergarment. Fortunately New Zealand undergarments look a lot like Italian outer garments so I pushed up my sleeves and enjoyed the sun for an hour or two, watching the rock climbers. (Click to enlarge photos).




Today I am grateful for my comfortable tracksuit and footwear.
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