Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Ciao, baby

Had a minor meltdown yesterday when I realised we're off to Italy tomorrow. Italy: land of elegant women and haute couture, and I don't have a thing to wear!


I remedied that with a shopping trip this morning. I'm not a good clothes shopper though. I know what I like - and none of the shops sell exactly it. So I buy second-best and get home and realise that I don't have shoes to wear with it. Or a coat. But it's going to be nice weather isn't it?


And we're going to a Roman Catholic service on Sunday morning: will I need a hat? Maybe I should take my woolly pompom hat.


My panic earlier in the week was allayed by Younger Son who reassured me that they do have proper toilets in Italy. 'Even in the non-touristy remoter bits?'
'Yes ... except for one restaurant we went to in the hills that had a hole in the ground.'


So it'll be fine. I know it will and we'll have a lovely time eating and sightseeing and eating and failing to talk Italian and did I mention eating?

6 comments:

SmitoniusAndSonata said...

It's O.K. , you can leave your pompom hat behind .
Have a wonderful time !

nick said...

Ti diverti, signora! (Enjoy yourself!)

Furtheron said...

Have a great time

Leslie: said...

I am green with envy! I just adored Italy and can hardly wait to return. Have a fantastic time!

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katney said...

If I hadn't been off to California I could have reassured you that you needn't worry about the hat. Hardly any of us wear them to church any more. Even in Italy.