Snow day
My parking adventures this morning went good. Found good parking space, had my cappuccino and croissant (but no paper to read, they were all taken) and then went for a walk in the centre of the town.
I love the centres of Italian small cities, they are the heart of the community. Shame that the local autorities seem to be doing everything possible to kill that spirit. The high cost of parking, the difficulty in finding a parking space (yeah it's all down to parking with me)are killing the local businesses and favoring instead the malls that are growing like mushrooms all over the place. No problems with parking at malls.
This morning I went to Mercato Albinelli, the oldest covered market in the city (80 years old). They sell mostly food, from fresh fruit and veg to rare brews, but I headed straight for one of my favourite spots: a stall that sells vegetarian food, mostly ready meals. (Did I tell you that I have become mostly vegetarian nowadays? That probably requires a blog post of its own). I got some ready to make minestrone because my dad was coming today and he loves minestrone.
Then it was time to go to work. I was happy today, we worked a lot, I had a decent haul in my till. Till it started snowing.
Now. They said that this weekend was the last snow of winter, and that it was gonna be serious snow. It has been better than the forecast, but it has snowed. Now, since Wednesday I have been trying to talk my day in passing the storm here with me, but he, stubborn like me, has decided instead of travelling all over the place and join me only today and tomorrow because we have to go and vote. (and that's another blog entry in the making.)
This afternoon was supposed to be the worst of the weather, and I had been worried since yesterday about him driving in the snow. I know that he has a lot of experience driving in all weather conditions but he's not a young man anymore and he's the only person I got, so when I know he travels I worry. (He does a lot of travelling that I have no idea about, but if I don't know about it, I don't worry about it)
Anyway when it started snowing towards the end of my shift I started to panic and readied myself to a long afternoon of waiting, only for my father to call me just while I was leaving work and to tell me he was home waiting for me.
So now, both my father and I have showered, the minestrone is made and ready for the rice to be added tonight, and we are both at our computers gaming and writing and pretty soon reading.
Just what I need on a snow day.
I love the centres of Italian small cities, they are the heart of the community. Shame that the local autorities seem to be doing everything possible to kill that spirit. The high cost of parking, the difficulty in finding a parking space (yeah it's all down to parking with me)are killing the local businesses and favoring instead the malls that are growing like mushrooms all over the place. No problems with parking at malls.
This morning I went to Mercato Albinelli, the oldest covered market in the city (80 years old). They sell mostly food, from fresh fruit and veg to rare brews, but I headed straight for one of my favourite spots: a stall that sells vegetarian food, mostly ready meals. (Did I tell you that I have become mostly vegetarian nowadays? That probably requires a blog post of its own). I got some ready to make minestrone because my dad was coming today and he loves minestrone.
Then it was time to go to work. I was happy today, we worked a lot, I had a decent haul in my till. Till it started snowing.
Now. They said that this weekend was the last snow of winter, and that it was gonna be serious snow. It has been better than the forecast, but it has snowed. Now, since Wednesday I have been trying to talk my day in passing the storm here with me, but he, stubborn like me, has decided instead of travelling all over the place and join me only today and tomorrow because we have to go and vote. (and that's another blog entry in the making.)
This afternoon was supposed to be the worst of the weather, and I had been worried since yesterday about him driving in the snow. I know that he has a lot of experience driving in all weather conditions but he's not a young man anymore and he's the only person I got, so when I know he travels I worry. (He does a lot of travelling that I have no idea about, but if I don't know about it, I don't worry about it)
Anyway when it started snowing towards the end of my shift I started to panic and readied myself to a long afternoon of waiting, only for my father to call me just while I was leaving work and to tell me he was home waiting for me.
So now, both my father and I have showered, the minestrone is made and ready for the rice to be added tonight, and we are both at our computers gaming and writing and pretty soon reading.
Just what I need on a snow day.