Hodge Podge
Yesterday we visited the Chianti Classico wine region and tasted some wonderful windes. If it doesn't say Classico on the label and if there is not a black rooster, it ain't the real stuff. I noticed these bottles on the way into the testing room.
On the way out, they looked like this:
I drove from Florence to the villa today and enjoyed the free-wheeling style of driving here (I have an international license). There seems to be a lot of unwritten rules and a deep-seated faith in the other guy. What we would call a close call at home is just the way it is done here. If it were not, nothing would move on these narrow streets and highways.
Two nights ago, I spent some time alone in the olive grove beneath the villa. It was peaceful and warm, and the wind whispered to me.
We travel tomorrow, driving to Lake Como. I will make every effort to post the day after. FYI: local time now is 1:55 pm
Paddle Safe..
DS
3 comments:
Dad, did you get mom drunk? I've kind of always wanted to see that!
Hmmm...he's not telling, and from what we read, sounds like it was the other way around--she got him looped (drunk sounds too harsh).
Certainly sounds like a good time!
My mother is a very smart lady!
It certainly did sound like a good time!
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