Dance Floor and Yodelling
Although we'd just arrived in the enchanting village of Tornelli and despite our limbs heavy with fatigue we had to shop. With just a five minute bike ride down the road we met Sabia in the mini-market. Strangely, my basic French convinced her I had a smattering of Italian!
We filled our basket with local cheese, fresh bread, fresh rich tomatoes, plump olives and wine – we were set.
With our bodies finally still, but our heads still ‘travelling’ we utilised our host’s wonderful CD collection and celebrated our safe arrival and achieving our fifteen year old dream.
We couldn’t stop staring at the view. Proud mountains reached up into the sky to the west. North the undulating green hills eased our tired eyes. East stretched our vision to the glimmering ocean. South allowed us to ponder the local building design, private gardens, and olive groves.
We filled our basket with local cheese, fresh bread, fresh rich tomatoes, plump olives and wine – we were set.
With our bodies finally still, but our heads still ‘travelling’ we utilised our host’s wonderful CD collection and celebrated our safe arrival and achieving our fifteen year old dream.
We couldn’t stop staring at the view. Proud mountains reached up into the sky to the west. North the undulating green hills eased our tired eyes. East stretched our vision to the glimmering ocean. South allowed us to ponder the local building design, private gardens, and olive groves.
Many contented sighs floated off into the cool evening air.
The large, cool marble floor in the lounge created a wonderful dance floor – fortunately the neighbouring houses were empty, the cats must have thought there was new animal friends in town. (Noel usually likens my singing to yodelling, but a screeching cat is about the same).
The large, cool marble floor in the lounge created a wonderful dance floor – fortunately the neighbouring houses were empty, the cats must have thought there was new animal friends in town. (Noel usually likens my singing to yodelling, but a screeching cat is about the same).
A quieter moment!
We slept well, downstairs, for the bedrooms are downstairs and the kitchen/diner and lounge (with the fabulous veranda) are upstairs to make full use of the height and therefore the view.
With no internet or phone we indulged in sleeping, eating, and reading, with a fair bit of staring into space.
We watched a movie to help our minds calm and even worked out the dish-washer (living on boats most of our married/travelling lives we’ve not had such luxurious equipment!)
With no internet or phone we indulged in sleeping, eating, and reading, with a fair bit of staring into space.
We watched a movie to help our minds calm and even worked out the dish-washer (living on boats most of our married/travelling lives we’ve not had such luxurious equipment!)
As we settled into our second night, and indulged in local olives, there was a knock on the door, Jill and David are Lynne’s neighbours (5 mins away) and friends. I instantly felt at home with this pair. They recommended the market in Guardiagrele and stopping in Pennapiedimonte for the views right over the entire valley.
Our exploration of Italy was about to start.
Next: A Surprise Visitor and Old Customs
Our exploration of Italy was about to start.
Next: A Surprise Visitor and Old Customs
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