Huh?

Continuing with the topic of "You never know what you will stumble upon in Italy"....

On the way from Sarah's saggio, back to Carol's house for ice cream, we see this motorino with THIS bumper sticker.  These days I suppose Hillary needs all the help she can - do you think support in Italy will get her the election?  

 

Saggio

Yesterday Sarah had her violin Saggio.   My dear friends Carol and Mary came as well. Carol lives practically across the street from the Conservatory and Sarah is in and out of her house carrying her violin, yet Carol has never heard her play and walked to her church, San Francesco di Albaro, also across the street from the conservatory, with her cane, just to hear Sarah play. 

Well... 

Sarah played so beautifully, she brought a tear to my friends Carol and Mary's eye. I don't know if she played the best of all or had the better sounding violin, but she was marvelous. Sarah's greatest gift has always been the Diva that lives inside her. She knows how to put on a show and plays with passion when she performs, and that is something your don't see or hear when she plays at home.  

Brava Sarah!

Mom.  

Farm Fresh Eggs!

Wouldn't Martha Stewart be envious of these beauties?

Anna had a new friend for a sleep over last night and she happens to live outside of Chiavari. The girls had a 5 o'clock wake up call for a school "gita"- field trip, and it was much easier on her parents if she stayed here. Well, as a thank you for this simple deed, when her Dad dropped her off he left me a dozen, freshly laid eggs from their chickens!  Sam and I fried some up this morning for breakfast and those eggs were mmm mmm good.  Nice yellow/red yolks that stood up at attention and the whites as smooth as velvet. Unfortunately we are going out for dinner this evening... or else I'd be making Zabaione! Cholesterol be damned! How often does a nice city girl like me get farm fresh eggs! Dad, eat your heart out!

Cockle doodle doo!

Krista

Ho Passato

Woo Woo!

Sam and I - BOTH - passed our road test today! After 8 years of quasi legal driving in Italy, we are now proud holders of an Italian "Patente di Guida"

This afternoon we waited for what seemed eternity, under the HOT spring Riviera sun, no water, and more importantly for me, no toilets, for our turn at the wheel. Out of the 6 who took the test, only one failed - Thank god it wasn't one of us. 

After 26 years of what I think have been full of safe driving, meaning, no accidents and only one very debatable speeding ticket, I have the reaffirmation from the Republic of Italy and their very reputable servant that I am qualified to drive. So there!

I suppose all that money Sam and I PAID in CASH, close to 1,000 euro - $$$ - more or less $1,500 - to the school to have the privilege to sit through the most boring classes with the most uninspiring teachers, to learn what we already knew, how to drive -  to then try to take the theory test TWICE and then to be subjected to the stress of driving in Chiavari at 5:00 o'clock in the  afternoon to prove we were worthy...

What can I say other than...

Grazie Dio it is all over!

Krista

Patente di Guida

Would you believe...

That tomorrow...

At 3 pm or 1500 hours... Sam and I...

Gasp!

Will be taking our....

Driving Test!!!!!!!!! Clear the roads - Make way - Here we come!

After 8, yes, count them, 8 years, we are finally taking the final part of our driving exam.  If all goes well, we will have our own version of what you see above with a flash photo.  

All hail to the Neopatente!

Say a prayer for us.

Krista

Winner... Winner...

Drum roll please....

The 6,000th visitor to "Our Italian Adventure" is...

Joanne (or so I think)!

Krista

Chi sara 6,000?

Who will be the 6,000 visitor to "Our Italian Adventure"?

Tick tock, tick tock....

Krista