How does a type A personality manage to assimilate into the life of a small Italian mountain village? By taking a gulp and repeating daily, "it is OK to do nothing". It is expected that one naps every afternoon. The evening meandering passegiate through the piazza is for meeting and greeting not power-walking.
Who can do that? Not me. I'm too busy hand washing laundry, trying to make women understand one can go out at night without one's husband, talking to the mayor about getting the bloody signs fixed and squeezing the car steering wheel as I manipulate curvy mountain roads filled with pot holes big enough to drown in. Have I mentioned that folks here call me "our American?" I must be doing something right.
Share my daily joys, trials and I hate back pack rants. Learn how a "Jersey Girl" manages to live in Pontelandolfo (BN), explore her roots and ultimately learn, Il Dolce Fa Niente - The Sweetness of Doing Nothing.
Bye Bye, Time for a Campari Spritz.
Nah, I don't look like that now - I'm a wee bit older and wiser.
Ponte Club, Waterbury (CT) November 16 @ 6:30 PM
Verve Restaurant, SHS '67, November 29 @ 6:30 PM
Booked, Philadelphia, December 4 @ 4:00 PM
Lakewood (NJ) Bookclub December 13