I just realized something that has plastered the biggest grin on my face. I am in Italy, which is special in itself. I touched-down yesterday and after wrestling with my useless Italian grammar I finally made my way from the aiport to the doorstep of my new home for next few months.
I spent this morning walking the streets, and of course I got stuck in a little bit of rain (how appropriate). Some keen men offered to give me (or sell me) their umbrellas but with the language gap, I still don’t know if the Italian men are ridiculously kind or just have a good eye for a business opportunity. Regardless, I declined their offers. I couldn’t do it. The rain was symbolic and although I didn’t break out into a dance in the rain, I did a little pirouette – on the inside.