A girl after my own heart

A week or so ago there was some stadium show jumping on one of the AFN channels, so naturally, I was watching it.  However, so was my 10.5 month old daughter!  No kidding!  She was riveted by it!  She sat on the couch and watched it with me for a good 5 mins, which is a long time when you’re only 10.5 months old.  And she was pointing at the TV most of the time.  I think it’s in her blood.
By the way, she just started signing “more” and she frequently signs “milk” now without any urging.  So she now signs for eat, drink, water, more, bye-bye and milk.  And she can say mama pretty well now and you can say “Where’s daddy” or “Where’s mommy” and she’ll point to us.  She’s growing up way too quickly.

Feeling pretty blah.

I don’t know what the deal is, but I just feel blah.  Actually, I do know what the deal is.  Being stuck in a hotel room with no access to a car, no friends around and having it be 2am (their time) for everyone you could talk to when you want to sucks.  Add a cranky almost 11 month old who’s just as bored as I am to the mix and it’s just not good.  I just want to sleep the days away, but it seems as though every time I fall asleep, Abbie wakes up.

I find myself thinking “this would be SO much easier if it weren’t for Abbie” quite frequently, and I feel guilty for thinking that.  But it’s true.  If it weren’t for her, I could sleep whenever I want, I could drag my sewing machine out and work on my quilting, I could read books, I could do whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted, and that’s just not possible with her.  I wouldn’t trade her for the world, but this is definitely challenging. 

I think this sums up how we both feel right about now….

Mark still doesn’t feel good.  He still has pink eye and a lot of pressure in his head.  He went back to the dr today and got more meds to go along with the Mucinex they already gave him.  I don’t know what time he’ll be home tonight, but it probably won’t be until 6:30-7pm.

Here’s Abbie and Mark doing the conga line.

 

The good news is that we should be into our house by next week.  The even better news is that our unaccompanied baggage shipment (the “express” shipment) is in!  So I will get a bunch of my own kitchen things back!!   And we’ll get our big computer back, we’ll just have to find some place to put it since we won’t have a desk.  And Abbie’s crib is in that shipment too, along with more of my sewing stuff and the rest of Abbie’s toys.  That’s a BIG plus for all of us.  I bought her a few toys today – a bucket with sand toys in it and a little Playskool “garden” with flowers and little ball things she can put into different parts of it.  Those things have kept her entertained for the past hour, which is wonderful.  We also bought her a water table that we’ll give to her for her 1st birthday in May.  Luckily we’ll have a yard at the new house to put it in so she doesn’t cover the house in water.  Anyway, so we’ll probably be in the house by the end of next week and it’ll probably take us at LEAST 10 trips from here to the house to get all our stuff there.  The Passat was packed to the brim and the Lancia is about half the size of the Passat, plus we have all the stuff we bought here and all the stuff we shipped to ourselves to move.  Oh well.  It’ll be worth it once we’re all settled in Sarone. 

Quarters

 

So yesterday the plague that’s been in this household since we got here it seems, hit Mark, and hit him pretty bad.  So today we went to the flight doctor and had him checked out.  The nice thing about seeing a flight doctor is it’s different from family practice.  Mark always has to see a flight doctor, but I can see either.  The appointment was only for him, but they checked me out too since I was there.  They think that he possibly could have strep throat, but won’t know until tomorrow since it was a 24 hr culture test.  He looked in both of our throats and said Mark had a ton of drainage and mine was really red and irritated, and listened to our lungs and Mark’s was fine and mine were a little wheezy.  I feel fine except for my annoying cough and my throat is killing me.  I asked what meds I could take while nursing Abbie and he gave us disgusting Cepocal lozenges that taste terrible and don’t exactly work.  They numb our entire mouths, but not our throats really.  Anyway, they put Mark on quarters, meaning he can’t leave his living quarters for 2 days now, until he’s released from quarters.  Good thing he’s not too busy with training yet and is still waiting for clearances.  Hopefully we’ll all feel better in a few days.

 

Little pips still has an icky cough and her nose is still going quite a bit, but she’s still active as ever.  She’s finding all sorts of things to get into.  The other day she used her little walking toy to walk while on her feet instead of her knees for the first time.  And she’s started “sharing” everything.  She picks things up and tries to give them to you.  It’s really cute.  Now we’re working on signing please and thank you with her.

She is fascinated by the washer in our TLF.  We might just have to get a front loading washer when we get back to the States, just so she can watch it. =)  (KIDDING!)

 

So things are definitely different here in Italy.  The #1 thing standing out to us since we’ve spent so much time in the TLF lately, is the TV…  We get AFN channels here.  (Armed Forces Network)  They basically record shows from a bunch of different channels and put them all on 5 channels here, and their show selections suck.  The only show we’ve been able to keep up with has been Survivor.  Shows are played a day late here, if at all, and the recording quality leaves much to be desired.  Lots of times there is this incredibly annoying background “music” playing during the entire show.  I’m hoping once we get the desktop computer up and running at our house, we’ll be able to watch things online.  My fingers are crossed.

The other thing is we buy gas with coupons.  Because gas is so expensive in Europe, the military lets us buy coupons for gas.  So we bought coupons for 200 liters of gas, for about $176, which means we’re paying about $3.45/gallon.  Gas here is about 1.21Euros/liter which is about $6.25/gallon.  So we hand the gas station attendant (most here are NOT self service – they pump the gas for you) these coupons we buy from base, and then base pays the gas stations.  Kind of a process but it’s fairly simple and it saves us money.

The other thing I noticed – ya know that grated parmigian cheese you buy in the green containers?  It tastes NOTHING like the real stuff.  We bought a wedge of cheese that we grate ourselves and it tastes completely different from the American stuff.  And we have to buy our milk in half gallons here.  And the big potatoes here cost a DOLLAR EACH!  I about died!  Guess Idaho is quite a ways from here!

Exploring the area

We took a little drive today and explored the area a little.  We stayed within 20 minutes of the base, and it was a beautiful day for a drive.  (Although really any day here seems beautiful, even if it’s raining, it’s still pretty.)

This picture was taken at Castello Di Aviano (Castle of Aviano).  It was up on this big hill, and the view was gorgeous.  All the buildings you see off in the distance is the base.

There seem to be lots of tree lined streets here in Italy.

These buildings are everywhere.  Very old, very close to the road, with arched doorways.  All the windows have shutters on them and I would say 90% of the windowsills in Italy have flowers on them.  I absolutely love it.

More of the streets with the mountains in the distance.  Notice the biker in this picture.  Bikers are EVERYWHERE here.  Old men and women ride around on their rickets old bikes with baskets in the front and back.  And all the women wear skirts.  It’s interesting.  We also have the road bikers around here – the ones in the fancy bikers get-ups that look like their training for Tour de France.  I personally think they’re nuts to bike along these roads (usually without helmets).  The roads are narrow enough, and the drivers are crazy, let alone putting bikers on either side. Even the tiniest Italian town has a church and a bell tower and most of the time it’s in the town’s center. We really wanted to go to Trieste and Venice this weekend, but none of us are feeling 100% and we didn’t want to drag Abbie out when she doesn’t feel well.  Luckily we have 2+ years to explore.  Everyone says to not go to Venice anyway because every time you have someone visit you they want to go to Venice.  So we’ll probably go once to learn our way around and then just go back with visitors.  We here Trieste is pretty too, so hopefully sometime soon we’ll make it down there also.

First trip to the Italian ER

So we’re relatively new to this parenting thing.  This is the first time Abbie’s really been sick in the 10.5 months she’s been here, so we’re extra edgy about all of it.  Yesterday, she started getting pink eye.  I called a nurse help line and did this over the phone assessment with a nurse in Chicago (who reminded me SO much of my aunt Claire – she even sounded like her!) and she recommended that Abbie be seen by a doctor within 18 hours.  Since today (Friday) was a family day on base, the base clinic wasn’t open so at 10pm on Thursday night, we loaded her up and headed for the ER in Pordenone.

Going to an ER for the first time with an infant, in a foreign country, with socialist healthcare, where you don’t speak their language, is interesting, to say the least.  We had to park about 2 blocks away from the ER entrance (Mark said it was a good thing we weren’t going there for a broken leg) and walk down this dark, tree lined street with a FREAKY brick building with all the windows dark.  I would have been scared if it had just been Abbie and me, but since Mark was there, it was okay.  Then we had to go find the pediatrics floor, which was on the 5th floor of a building in the back of the hospital.  The building was very dark, very quiet and very empty.  Quite a few of the lights were off, and the doors to most of the hospital rooms were locked.  It was just weird.  The hospital felt very cold.  There was nothing “soft” or “warm” about it.  The room we went into had a hospital bed that was like a mat on 4 thin legs with that paper stuff over it, and it had a desk with a computer on it and 2 chairs, and a big medicine cabinet with glass doors, and that’s it.  Nothing on the walls.  No color anywhere.  Nothing on the desk even, except the computer.  Mark said that’s what socialist healthcare is like.

So they called a translator as soon as we got there and he was with us the whole time we were there and waited for over an hour with us before we were seen by the doctor.  When the doctor finally came in, she looked in Abbie’s ears and throat and at her eyes.  I asked them to take her temp again since she seemed warm to me again, and she did have a small temp again, even though she was fine when we had gotten there.  It was weird having the doctor talk to the translator and then have him tell us what she was saying.  I felt like we weren’t really getting the whole story because she’d talk for like a minute and he’d give us a 10 second version of whatever she’d said.

In the end, they told me to give her a syringe of this clear liquid (that I guess was Tylenol??) and said to go home and if it gets worse to come back.  They didn’t give her any meds, just confirmed that she does have pink eye.  It kind of annoyed me and I felt like if we’d been in the States they would have given us medication for her.  Mark said it’s probably better we didn’t get medication for her since we wouldn’t have really known what it was anyway.

So it was an interesting experience.  Here we were hoping to go to Venice this weekend and instead we got a tour of the pediatric floor of the Pordenone hospital.  11 days in Italy and we’ve hopefully gotten the worst out of the way!  She’s still all congested and her eyes are still red and she’s had a fever on and off, but she’s active and plays.  We just hope she gets better soon because we hate seeing our little pippers not feel well.

The house and the car

I am very quickly running out of room on my SD card.  I only have room for about 40 more pictures on both 2.0 GB cards, and we’re going to travel some this weekend so I’m nervous.  I’ll either have to buy another SD card or put some of the pictures on this tiny computer and pray to God that those HUGE pictures the DSLR takes don’t bog this down too much.  We’ll see.

So here are the long awaited pictures!  First our little Lancia.  (I always pronounced these as Lan-C-uh, but here in Italia they pronounce them lahn-cha.  A “ci” or “ce” here, is pronouced “CH-ee” or “CH-eh” which completely throws me off.  There is a town near here that is Sacile, and we always said “sa-see-le” but it’s “sa-chee-lay”.  One of these days I’ll get it…) Anyway, here’s our little car.

I had an ‘89 Dodge Omni for my first car, and this car reminds me a LOT of that car.  Basically, it’s a little piece of junk, that couldn’t possibly have cost more than $8000 brand spanking new, but it’s the best thing that’s happened for us since we got here and we love it.  It’s a very bare bones car, as in ZERO frills, but it runs well and has like 62000 miles on it and it’s not missing anything, unlike other cars we looked at.  And Abbie’s car seat fits perfectly in the back seat and it has a radio and the hatchback truck actually stays open when you open it instead of slamming shut.  We’re very happy with our purchase.  We’re the 2nd owners of it.

I drove to the spouse’s coffee last night and it’s just amazing how driving in a place makes it feel more like home.  We’re actually getting around here okay despite not having a GPS and we’re learning to navigate these CRAZY Italian roads.  Luckily the signs around here are pretty good, so if you happen to know the name of the town you want to go to, you can get there fairly easily.

Next up, the house.  We stopped out and picked up the contract from our new landlords yesterday, and I snapped a quick shot of the outside of the house.  It’s a duplex – an old couple that are always sitting on their front porch live next door – and the other half is identical to our half.  (And that’s our car in the driveway too.)

  You can’t really see it in this picture but off to the right is the walkway up to the house.  The landlords are going to put a fence up for us since there is a rock wall along the walkway and the yard is higher than the walkway and we don’t want to worry about Abbie or the dogs fall off the wall.  It’s only 2-3 feet high, but still.  They’ve agreed to put up a fence for us.  It’s a cute little house and we like our landlords and Americans (and the landlords – another duplex) live right across the street so that’s nice.  And the view from the porch is amazing.  I’ll take pictures of that once we move it, but this will give you an idea of what our new place looks like on the outside.

I’m going to go lay down for a bit since Abbie finally fell asleep for her nap.  Luckily her temp is down to 100.5ish again.  I was freaked out when it got up to 103, but she’s doing okay.  I think I’m getting whatever she has, which doesn’t surprise me too much since she’s been covered in snot for a day now and I’m constantly wiping it off of her and me.  Good times in Italy!  =)

Easter picture and a bunch of other stuff.

Here’s Abbie’s Easter outfit.  I really need to find some white baby legs.  The of-white ones had to do since it was all I had.  I’m pretty sure this outfit is from Mark’s late aunt, Elaine.

Abbie was “helping” with the laundry.  She thought it was great fun to climb around in all the clothes.  Ollie was supervising.  (And here’s proof that they can get close to each other without anything happening.)

Abbie has turned into the little climber.  I really wish we had at least a rug in here (although it’s probably a good thing we don’t right now bc of the dogs stomach issues….).  At the new house, we’ll have rugs and then I’ll feel better about her climbing.

Every time she sees a pillow now, she’ll lay down on it like this.  It’s pretty cute.  We’re teaching her how to do the “kiss wave” too.  She’s kinda getting it.  She signed water for the first time a few days ago, and she’s pretty consistantly doing “all done” and “eat”.  She likes to copy what we do – like shake her head no, or raise arms and legs.  Our little copy cat.

Here she is playing with Easter presents from grandma and grandpa Browning.  She was quite interested.    So Abbie is sick now.  Her nose is running all over the place and she has a slight cough and she’s running a temp of 102.  She’s still pretty active and in good spirits, but I hate it when she’s sick.  I worry about her.

Took Sadie to the vet today.  They said most likely it’s just stress related.  I’m supposed to take her off food for 24 hrs, and then feed her rice and boiled ground beef or chicken for 3 days and then gradually work her regular food back in.  I think Ollie might be stressed too because he seems to be doing the same thing Sadie has been lately (poop-wise).  Gross.  As I was typing this Sadie jumped off the chair and pooped all over the floor.  It wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t have a baby crawling all over the place….  Yuck.

So we finally got a car.  It’s a little ‘98 Lancia.  We were looking at a ‘95 and ‘97 BMW but we both thought the Lancia was in better condition and a better value.  The car buying process is a huge ordeal here.  You have to go with the “dealer” to transfer the ownership to your name and then you have to run around to 6 different places registering it and paying road tax and bunches of other fun stuff…  Mark was gone for 5 hours today trying to get all that done, but at least it’s done.

Now we’re going to go pick up the house contract since they didn’t have it ready yesterday when they said they would.  (Typical Italian culture.)  Luckily since we know the people in the house, we can sign paperwork to transfer all the utilities AND INTERNET over to us.  That’s a HUGE plus since they said they waited for 3 months to get the internet when they moved in.

One more thing, our new (American) phone # is 815-402-3448.  It’s an American number that calls our Skype so you can dial it from any phone with just a 1 in front.  It only works when we have our Skype turned on, but at least it’s not long distance!

 

Ciao! Ciao!

Feeling displaced

I guess that's probably bound to happen when you move to a foreign country, but it still kinda sucks.  Our little hotel room is decent, full kitchen, living room, 2 bedrooms and a bathroom, but it's not home by any stretch of the imagination.  It definitely feels temporary, because it is, but it makes it hard to feel at home in this country.

Our biggest obstacle right now is not having a car.  It's hard to be stuck in a hotel room all day, and not be able to get out and explore.  We borrowed our friend's car over the weekend since they were out of town and it feels weird asking people you hardly know for rides everywhere or to borrow their cars.  We're praying we find a car soon.

There is a volleyball team here that I would give just about anything to be a part of.  But 1. I'm probably not good enough to play on it.  I haven't played v-ball in years.  And 2. I have no clue who I'd get to watch Abbie while they practice/ play.  So that makes me feel kinda secluded too.  They also have squadron coffee's, which are a time for the wives to get together and hang out, but kids aren't invited to those either...  So when Mark's gone, I'm really not sure if I'll be able to go to those, or even if he's home since he'll be so busy.

Speaking of Mark being gone, he's going to be gone a lot, which freaks me out.  He'll be gone for two 3-week trips and one 5-6 week trip this year and there's talk of them changing the deployments from 4 months to 6 months.  That kinda really scares me.  Some days I'm not sure I can handle Abbie by myself for 8 hrs at a time, let alone 4-6 months!  Plus they have gypsies here.  Our sponsor had one come into their house at night while they were asleep and steal money, which terrifies me.  I don't even know what I'll do if that happens when Mark is gone.  Apparently these people are not violent and are non-confrontational, but still.  The thought of someone coming in while I'm asleep, and alone just isn't my idea of fun.  Maybe there's a reason Ollie barks at EVERY little noise he hears.  That might come in handy in the future.  And I'm ready to go buy a Rottweiler has a 2nd line of defense.

Anyway, we're off to bed now.  Sadie is still sick.  I'm taking her to the vet on Weds.  That's the soonest we could get in.  We're looking at a car on base tomorrow and Laura, our sponsor, is taking us to look at cars off base again and we're picking up the lease to our house.  I'll try to take more pictures, but both of my SD cards are almost full and the new (big) one won't be here for a while yet.  Hope you all had a Happy Easter.

So grossed out

I've cleaned up about all the dog poop and puke I can handle in the past 24 hours.  It started last night around 2:30am.  It was Abbie waking us up this time, it was Sadie who jumped off the bed and poop on the floor.  Thank GOD there is only tile floors in this place and no carpet.  Although after that she proceeded to puke on the bed, and then later she pooped all over an arm chair.  It's disgusting.  I don't know what she ate, but it's sure not agreeing with her.  She just pooped again on the floor and then when I was cleaning that up she peed on the floor too.  Anyone know what I can give her to make her poops even a little solid?  Yuck.

On a positive note, Abbie has been sleeping until 6:30am for 2 days in a row!  That's much better than 2:30am, although I think we have a ways to go until we get her back up to 8am.  We gave her a bath again tonight and I got in the tub with her, but she's still pretty scared.  She was clinging to Mark for dear life when he brought her into the bathroom and was crying.  She did better with me in there with her, but she slipped again (nothing major, we were both hanging on to her so she didn't go anywhere, her feet just slipped out from under her) and she flipped out.  Anyone know how to get her over this fear of the tub?  She used to love it.  I feel bad for her.

Today we went to Easter Service on base.  It was okay.  The message was terrible and a worm could probably speak more dynamically that this guy did.  The music was okay.  Luckily people who've been there before said that it's usually better than that.

After church we went to Mark's commanders house for Easter bunch with the squadron.  We got to meet a lot of people from the squadron.  Everyone seems very nice and it seems as though EVERYONE has kids or is pregnant or both.  I think I saw 2 couples with no kids.  The commander has 6 kids himself.  Their house was really neat, but houses over here are just so different from what we're used to in the States.  There is no such thing as open concept anything here.  The house we'll be renting is probably as open concept as they come since the kitchen, dining and living room is all one big room.

Tomorrow is an Italian holiday so most things are closed on base.  Mark has Right Start classes and I guess Abbie and I are going to hang out here most of the day and pray to God that she takes decent naps and that Sadie doesn't continue pooping all over the place.

Friday is a family day here, which means we'd like to travel some where.  But since neither of us has a AAA license, or even a car at this point, I'm not sure where we'll be able to go.  We might just head down to Venice for a day since it's only 45 mins away, or maybe go to Milan, which is 3 hrs away.  I'd love to go to Vienna or Zurich, which are both 5-6 hours away, but that would involve going out of the country and I'm not sure how long it'd take to get there via train.  We'll see.  I really hope we have a car by then!

Ciao!

Bellisima bambina!

Translated means beautiful baby girl.

I haven’t done a post about Pips lately.  Well besides my one at 3am… 

Other than the sleeping issues, Abbie is doing great.  People over here rave about her.  The Italians are very big on babies and they all come up to her and say “Ahh, bellisimo bambina!!!” and then they talk mostly to her and not to us.  And they ALL touch her.  I’m glad she’s not a newborn because Italians are touchy feely people in general, but especially with kids.  They love touching her face and hands.  Luckily that doesn’t bother me too much.

  She’s pulling up on everything now and her new thing is to push things around while she ‘walks’ on her knees.  She loves and and she trucks all over the place pushing things around.  Chairs, her high chair, her play table – anything she can get to move.  And sometimes she runs into things and then she’ll be pushing multiple things around.  It’s kinda funny.

She’s also started spitting things out now when she’s eating.  Drives me NUTS!  Especially her pureed baby foods.  She’ll eat about half of it just fine, and then she starts spitting it all out and you have to put it in her mouth about 3 times before she’ll actually swallow it.  Grr.

She has her front top right tooth all the way through the skin and her other front tooth is just barely starting to poke through.  Luckily they don’t seem to be bothering her much and she’s not drooling everywhere either. For some reason, the bathtub here TERRIFIES her.  Three nights ago we gave her a bath and she slipped and her head almost went all the way under the water and I think that freaked her out big time.  Tonight we just put her in there and she started screaming her “scared” scream.  It took two of us to give her a bath and she was upset during most of it.  I put a towel in the bathtub so it wouldn’t be so slippery, but she still didn’t like it.  Not good…  Hopefully she’ll get over her fear here, or at the new house once we get into it.

That’s all for now.  Tomorrow we’re going to look for a car and sign the contract for our house.  Hopefully it’ll all work out and we can find a car.  That would be very nice.

Benvenuti (welcome) tour

Today we went on the benvenuti tour, which the base provides to give you a small introduction to the local area.  It was so nice to get off base and explore, even if it was on someone else’s schedule.  We’re a little secluded right now since we don’t have a car and relying on people you don’t know very well for rides is hard.  Hopefully this weekend or next week we’ll get a car and that will solve that problem.

I finally took some (okay, a lot) of pictures!  Here’s the view of the mountains from the base.  It snowed up there yesterday, but all the ski resorts up there are closing this weekend.

The first stop on the tour was at this spring that originates over 600 feet into the mountain.  It was absolutely beautiful.

This is very typical architecture around here.  Very old buildings that are “dirty” looking, with shutters.  Every building here, new and old, has shutters like that on all the windows.  And the Italians all close them when they leave.  They never leave them open if they’re not at the house.

   The stream from the spring.   There were little steps everywhere going into this water so obviously people swim here.  It was maybe a few feet deep and crystal clear.  And that cobblestone lane -  they’re EVERYWHERE around here.  SO pretty.

Next we went to another town and parked in front of this church to go to the market.  (I don’t remember which towns these are.  Abbie was up at 2:30am and screamed until 6:30am, so she was a bear on part of the trip and we were trying to keep her quiet instead of listening to the tour.  Plus I’m so tired I’m not sure I’d remember the names if they were tattoo’d on my forehead at the point…)

Anyway, each little town around here has a center where they hold their markets.  Usually it’s by the bell tower, and each town has one of those.  These vendors move from town to town every day to sell their stuff.  It was so quaint and just exactly what you picture the Italian lifestyle to be like.   It’s not like in the US though.  You don’t touch the food especially here.  You point to what you want and the vendor gets it for you. The flower vendors were AMAZING.  There were probably 3-4 of them at this market, and a few more that sold potted flowers and plants.  Everyone here has their own gardens and they grow about 80% of their own food.  I can’t wait to plant my garden!  At the market there were LOTS of little old ladies carrying their huge bouquets of flowers upside down.  I thought it was odd that they all carry them with the flowers facing down, but they did.

When I took this picture, there was a seafood vendor (yes, they sell seafood at these markets and we even saw one that had live eels for sale.. EW!) off to the left of me, and he was singing Italian music loudly along with the radio.  (Think the song from Lady and the Tramp when they were eating the spaghetti – very similar to that!)  Most streets through these towns are as wide as the one pictured below.

Next we went to visit the Duomo di San Marco, the church of St. Mark.  (Proud of myself for remembering that.)  However, I don’t remember all the history behind that or where it was…   After that we visited a chocolatier and tasted the chocolate.  Even Abbie tasted some.  The tour guide was tickled pink when he fed it to her.  All this below is made of chocolate. This is the main shopping road in Pordenone. (Pronounced pour-deh-no-nay.)  Apparently it’s very busy in the summer.  There were TONS of shops along here and the church above was at the end of it.

Next we went to eat at this place.  It was like an upscale B&B type place.  The food was very good and the setting was gorgeous.

Lane to the restaurant.

Front of B&B.

Back of B&B.  I feel like I keep saying this, but again, it was beautiful!We sat with very nice people during lunch and I tried to engage in conversation with them, but after lunch was over, I was seriously struggling to even keep my eyes open, let alone talk.  It was really bad.  I could have easily curled up on the floor right then and there and taken a good nap.  Abbie FINALLY fell asleep here also.  

Lastly, we went to a winery for some wine tasting.  Most places around here have at least a few grape plants and they all make their own wine, whether they sell it or not.  This place was an official winery.

   Again, Abbie was zonked out.  At least I was fairly awake at this point.  I’d taken a little nap on the bus ride to the winery.

The red wines.

The white wines.

Wine tasting, and the owner of the winery.

We bought 4 bottles of wine for 13Euros.  Wine is VERY cheap over here, and very good.

Overall, the tour was great.  I just wish I’d been more with it.  We saw hundreds of things that we wanted to go back and check out, and the tour guides talked about many places in the surrounding area that we should look at.  The only problem was, they’re Italian, and have a thick Italian accent, and I had no clue what they were saying, let alone how to write it down to remember it.  Mark and I had to laugh a few times.  They add an “eh” sound at the end of most words, especially at the end of a sentence.  “Kids-eh”.  “Class-eh”.  Ticket was “Tee-kay-teh”.  And purchase was “pour-chase-eh”.  Their english was very good, but there’s definitely a learning curve to understanding Italians who speak English, let alone when they speak Italian…  But it was fun.   I finally feel like my blog is “real” again, now that I finally posted pictures.