Back again to the internet center in the cute and busy looking little city of Macherata. We found the art supply store, but OH HOW SURPRISING! it is closed! Maybe because it is Saturday, maybe they are on vacation, oh maybe they just didn't feel like being open, mio dio, this is a very inconvenient place. I am still not into the idea that everything is closed from about 1:30 til 4 or 5 or even later. It is a rhythm that will just have to come to me over time.
At least yesterday we found the super hardware like store, can't possibly compare to F. Meyer but they have a folding table and a chair. AND some art supplies, but very minimal. The only problem: because Ursi and Alex are still here we could not fit the table in the car, so will have to come back next week.
David says they went yesterday to the internet providers and we are going to be able to get connected afterall, with a new reception device on the roof which will be beamed to a neighbor, so something like that. Right now, the cabin fever is rather itchy! We found a bookstore today in Tolentino and so now, finally I have a small dictionary, so there is some hope I may start learning more Italian. Also found a couple of books in English, thank goodnesss, it's my relief from the feeling that I am a bit confined being at the mercy of others. Right now I am just finishing Barack Obama's first book, it is an excellent read, glad David had it here. We are all anxiously watching the news every day and feel more and more confident he will prevail....but like almost everyone, we'll be very happy when it is accomplished.
Alex and Ursi will leave tomorrow on the train, so we'll be back in Tolentino, but then the store will be closed!
For right now I must say that I am not impressed with a lot of Italian food, the meats are way too salty, we finally had some porketta from the monastery organic farm, almost inedible it is so salty, what a disappointment. Of course we are mostly cooking and eating well thanks to Claudia's excellent culinary talents. Oh, we also went back to the macrobiotic store, stalked up on miso, wakame and dashi kombu AND brown rice. It will be a nice break from the every day flavors. OK, by next week I am hoping to be able to do this at home and upload pictures. Ciao
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
Ah yes, finding those books in English--the local library may have a rack of old paperback in English--even for sale cheap--bet there's a connection somewhere. Such and adventure. Salty meat! ugh. I keep getting fatter and fatter. well--enjoy yrself--paint, draw, sketch, write a book about your year in San G. xoxoxox m
Italian food in Italy is a little like American food in America: sometimes you get a truck-stop burger when you really wanted one from a four-star restaurant. Once we were at a beach town, and our pensione came with meals. The meat was so salty I almost had to spit it out—and I LOVE salt.
Isn't Macerata cute? I loved it.
Post a Comment