I didn't even go for my usual walk to Calimera. Too cool, I told myself, although it's was sunny. The temperature didn't stop my housemate, Barbara, from taking her walk to and from Martano, which is 5 k each way. She's a beast for trekking.
I toyed with the idea of doing a little yoga, but I found a way to get out of that too. I figure sometimes (not too often) when you're resistance is that strong against doing something, it's just better to give in. (That's my zen excuse and I will not budge from that position.)
We're going out to celebrate three birthdays tonight someplace Paola called "the countryside." A small place, she said, not too far. If I could look forward to eating the way I eat here every night for the rest of my life, I would die contented. Frances just had a birthday, Shay's is coming up and Mario, a painter friend we met recently. will also celebrates his.
For those of you who know my pathetic drinking habits at home, I would like to report I'm up to drinking a full glass of vino with dinner. I've even been know to slurp a little amaro (digestivo) after la cena.
I love the life here.... a domani, ragazze et ragazzi.
Ten of us had a truly memorable dinner at a restaurant on a country road just outside Lizzanello, Puglia
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| Paola, who runs the residence where I live, and Mario an artist friend from Lecce |
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| Housemate Barbara and a Uccio, a cousin of Paola's |
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| The meal at this countryside restaurant was fabulous, ample and inexpensive: 18 Euros each |
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