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... us looking for presents. Crossbows, swords and pictures or statues of St Frank abound. I hope I can get them all through customs in Australia. There were some tasteful things that we were able to get for some back home, just pray yours is not the bobbing head statue of St Frank or the Pope. On our way back to the hotel, we come to the Main Piazza and hear a band. It is a brass band playing traditional Italian music, dressed in their best ...
Sunday 9 November 2014
Let's start with the CONFESSION, Not private, anyone can read this!
Twelve days ago I could hold out no longer and I emailed my dearest Dad asking for his help?
We had been away from home just over six weeks, eaten many cuisines in many regions and I was missing, guess? Vegemite, yes indeed and peanut butter!
It wasn't that I didn't think ...
... best pasta. After our meal I joined the group walking up to St. Francis' hermitage. I spent some time up there and walked around through the woods before heading back down to town. I made it in just as it started to get dark and walked around some of the little shops before they close. It's been such a long day that I opted for a shower and nap before dinner. I'm so exhausted I'm opting for watching some movie and then bed. Buona note e baci dalla ...
Tuesday 4 November 2014
A Big Day in Panicale....for two reasons!
Firstly, I visited Mara, the ladies hairdresser in the piazza. Thought I wanted regrowth and trim?
Picture shows new Sue back in the piazza enjoying morning coffee. I put it down to "lost in translation", ah, it's Italy!
I must say it was definitely the "quietest" visit to a ladies hairdresser I have ever experienced.
Mara speaks no English ...
... two, a little wet and dreary, we decided to walk up to the next town (a pleasant hour or so's walk said the tourist brochure. Hour's walk my **** (although, the **** is very grateful now for the complete work-out) - 3 hours and 8.5 klms later.....we actually had to flag down a bloke and beg for a lift back. Luckily Paul from Holland in his convertible BWM was most accommodating (or felt sorry the two hobos he found on the street) as the entire village on our arrival was closed. ...