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WINDING DOWN

July 19, 2017 by Bonnie

I hate time. It does to fucking fast. Here we are only two days away from leaving Italy and heading for the last weeks in Paris and a quick side trip to London. I’m going to meet with a gallery where I’ve been asked to show my work. I’m sure there in NOTHING in it $$-wise, but it would look great on my resume, assuming I had one.

We’re having a fantastic visit with Sadie, Tim and Tabby, their brilliant 20 year old daughter, whom we adore. The kid of person who travels with books by Thackerey and has a sublime sense of humor and perspective. The kind of child that makes you think, hmmm…having children could be fun. But if you’re me you realize you wouldn’t have that kind of child, you would’ve had a tattooed misogynist. Speaking of tattoos (which I loathe), the fad has hit Italia BIG TIME. I have seen so many tats on the most beautiful young people who have RUINED their flawless skin. I only wish I’d be around when their boobs reach the floor carrying their cherry tats with them. UGH.

It’s a gorgeous summer day and the five of us have spent the day loafing partly because we were up so late last night laughing and acting like lunatics and secondly because they leave for London tomorrow and we leave for Paris on Friday.

Jim wrote about the Norwegians denied entry into the United States. Think about that one.

Once again when we at dinner last night, a young Italian asked if he could have our anti-Trump pin. Everyone asks us. I feel like I need to ship a crate back to Spain, France and Italy. We could’ve financed our entire trip off selling those bloody buttons.

Last night we went back to Pietrasanta. The place was hopping. I haven’t been anywhere this entire summer that had as many people out as that town. It was incredible. It looked like a scene out of “La Dolce Vita.” Absolutely perfect. And I love the fact that Italians bring their children, even babies, out at 11 PM as though it was the middle of the afternoon.

I don’t know I won’t get once iota of sympathy, nor do I deserve it, when I say I don’t want to go back to the States.  Would you?

Here are more pics from gorgeous Pietrasanta.

Pietrasanta – love this because it’s so bizarre and grotesque!
Guess who? He was a bit anorexic at this stage!
Botero

So grotesque and wonderful!

Drinks at the lovely Albergo Pietrasanta

Adorable Tabby and Tootsie bonded BIG TIME!

Pistoia clock tower lit in the colors of Italia
Farewell Tim, Sadie and Tabby dinner in Pistoia. I somehow became a midget in the course of the trip.

 

Filed Under: Adventure, Dogs, Dordogne, Europe Summer 2017, European Travel, Flying, Food, France, Italy, Paris, Spain, Travel with dogs

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