On Saturday we closed up our apartment in Fidenza and headed to the train station.
 |
| Danny and the suitcases head out the door. |
We were not quite done with Italy yet; we were on our way to Orvieto, to visit our friend Valerie for a few days before heading to Rome and catching a flight back to California. But we won't see Fidenza again until April.
 |
| The Fidenza railway station, with departing American. |
I am again surprised at how sad this makes me. It's not like we won't be back; it's not as if I'm not very happy to be returning to my friends and activities in California, to the comfortable feeling of knowing how to do things and what words to use in almost all situations. But every time we leave Italy is an ending, and endings are becoming a little harder for me these days.
The Molisano hamlet of Fornelli lives up to its claim of being "one of the most beautiful villages in Italy," but it is a tough to...
Having now eaten quite a few meals in both Southern and Northern Italy, I'm struck, as I'm sure many other Americans are, by how dif...
No comments:
Post a Comment