Just enough to upload a photo or two and write a few words before breakfast knocks on the door, all warm croissants and strong dark coffee and thick white linen wrapping....
|Last night, walking home from the kids' place just up the cobblestones road|
After we scarf it down, we're meeting "the kids" for a day out of town. Some baby-wrangling involved.
|Angel at Santa Maria dell Popolo|
This past week in Rome has been wonderful, although it's also involved a compromise or two. And it's the week that I suddenly hated mirrors, which have been fairly kind to me throughout our weeks away from home. Might be the contrast with two beautiful young mom as, might be the steady diet of Just Too Much, might be my greying hair. But I'm blaming the Travel Wardrobe and a shift in weather. Rome is tough to dress for. More on that later. My goal day by day is to focus on the positive and not resort to retail therapy. Trying to remember the fall clothes in my closet at home.
|At the opera, my retirement gift from my generous and thoughtful colleagues. We had the box to ourselves!|
Breakfast is here. Better run. Buon giorno!