Life in Italy, at the best of times, can be a challenge, and that is not including the challenge of speaking the language. At it's worst, like this morning with Sam and his bike, life can be a horror and you wonder why you even bother living here at all. At times like these you need to find what it is that sustains you through the rough patches in life, no matter where you are. Today Sam and I needed to remind ourselves of just why it is we love living in Chiavari.
This evening, Sam and I met Ian down on the passagiata for a little stroll and apperitivo. The sunset was glorious, the air, dare I say, had a touch of spring in it, and all seemed right with the world. Isn't this photo proof positive of how beautiful Chiavari can be? Yes, Sam refused to go to the hospital, against my better judgement, in his opinion if he can walk, he must be fine. The apperitivo we had was divine and when we went to pay the bill, we ended up having a long discussion with the bar owner over the quality of the wine, a Nero D'Avola, and learned that Sam and I are well known in his bar for ordering our Mojitos senza zuccero, in other words, without sugar. He can't get his head around that. Oh well, as he said, to each his own. As we left, we felt a part of something... life in Chiavari, and isn't that what life is all about? Feeling like you belong and people know your name? Hey, they made a TV series about that!
Cheers!
Krista
Off to cook dinner for the family, or that is, Sam and Sarah....
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