We continue to have the most glorious weather. A balmy evening, perfect for outdoor dining. After some debate, we return to the little trattoria where we ate last night. Pots of sage on the table for us tonight.
A long, leisurely meal, sitting elbow to elbow with a young couple. Not American, not Brit, but the common language with the waiter seems to be English. They’re both tall and blond and pretty, so I wonder Scandinavian maybe. I should’ve just asked them. They get some gorgeous cheese plate to share, served on a stand like pizza.
A guy comes by, sets up and plays the clarinet for awhile. He has some backpack deal that adds other instruments to his. I expect he goes from trattoria to trattoria picking up coins as he goes.
We’re too full for dessert, but the waiter brings out a bottle–obviously from the frost out of the freezer. Tiny glasses. It’s STRONG and interesting, and Jason points out it tastes a bit like Nyquil. And it does! LOL. We find out it’s made from herbs, so maybe that counts for the medicinal taste. But we manage to drink it–it’s pretty good Nyquil. And it may account for the excellent night’s sleep.
Going to take it easy today–that’s the plan that’s not a plan. Plus I believe lots of places will be closed today to honor the BVM’s Assumption.
I think I’ll do the full 75 minute Yoga flow with Zirka Landwitt–a favorite and an excellent stretch for body, mind and soul after the 12,000 steps (five miles!) of walking yesterday.
Nora