Monday was a slow day.
A watching people shop day.
Pestered by the gypsies every time we sat.
No art for us to study, only standing pat.
No laundry to do, just a bunch of walking.
No great discoveries made, just plenty of talking
Followed by the best lasagna in Northern Italy,
Consumed in a tent, during a driving rain.
A special ending to an ordinary day,
In a place where marvels are often in play.
1 comment:
Hey Jim, Sounds like you're covering a lot of ground on this trip. I'm sure the wine helps! Am enjoying reading about your experiences and can empathize with your map woes! Hope the rest of the trip goes well. Will look forward to more entries! Hi to Sheila! xo Linda
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