Not a lot achieved today, P had a hopeless morning touring the foothills looking for a skyline and never finding it, not a happy chappy. After lunch I went to explore a path by our house and it was definitely an old road but sadly had a big locked gate stopping me before I got very far.
So will include some photos of here that I havn’t used before and some observations about Cassino.
Walking anywhere but the main street is hopeless, either no footpath at all and you squeeze against buildings if a car comes or if there is a footpath then its really just a parking place waiting to happen.
Everything shuts from 1pm till 5 pm and the streets are empty, it is like a ghost town. This does make sense with the heat.
Schools open 8.30 to 1.30 6 days a week.
Hardly anyone speaks English but they are happy to smile and nod.
Insects come out and bite you if you don’t have repellent on.
Small dogs are popular Lorenzo’s Aunt had 8 small dogs, many, many birds, a tortoise and a hedgehog ( that’s what we know of so far)
Small dogs bark the loudest between 2 and 3 am, we have earplugs now.
The water is cloudy, P distilled it and it is chalk residue, leaves a ring in the pot he boils the water for his cup of tea.
You can’t buy a kettle as everyone drinks coffee except P
Gelato comes in every flavour including any chocolate bar you can image munched into it. ( bounty bar is nice)
The photos are
P doing his washing ( colour of water an indicator of the country he crossed)
The nuns watching the parade
Our lounge set up now with both computers and desks ( it is a student flat the rest of the year)
A signpost to prove we are not really sitting in Milton making it all up.
Christina with the baby outside the farm house.
a view of the Abbey from the farmhouse.
So will include some photos of here that I havn’t used before and some observations about Cassino.
Walking anywhere but the main street is hopeless, either no footpath at all and you squeeze against buildings if a car comes or if there is a footpath then its really just a parking place waiting to happen.
Everything shuts from 1pm till 5 pm and the streets are empty, it is like a ghost town. This does make sense with the heat.
Schools open 8.30 to 1.30 6 days a week.
Hardly anyone speaks English but they are happy to smile and nod.
Insects come out and bite you if you don’t have repellent on.
Small dogs are popular Lorenzo’s Aunt had 8 small dogs, many, many birds, a tortoise and a hedgehog ( that’s what we know of so far)
Small dogs bark the loudest between 2 and 3 am, we have earplugs now.
The water is cloudy, P distilled it and it is chalk residue, leaves a ring in the pot he boils the water for his cup of tea.
You can’t buy a kettle as everyone drinks coffee except P
Gelato comes in every flavour including any chocolate bar you can image munched into it. ( bounty bar is nice)
The photos are
P doing his washing ( colour of water an indicator of the country he crossed)
The nuns watching the parade
Our lounge set up now with both computers and desks ( it is a student flat the rest of the year)
A signpost to prove we are not really sitting in Milton making it all up.
Christina with the baby outside the farm house.
a view of the Abbey from the farmhouse.
1 comment:
Washing photo was very weird, even now you've explained it i'm still not convinced its legal. Aah the thought of that heat - bit nippy on the extremities here in the other hemisphere!
(Pleased to see that SJW is making comments on your blog too. Must call you, SJW, for lunch. J, you can attend virtually.)
Love SFV.
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