Tuscany

Tuscany is Very Hot.

The food is very good (though, being a vegetarian, the meat minefield has to be negotiated very carefully).

The locals seem very nice and smile sweetly at my attempts to speak Italian, especially when I’m grappling for a phrase or a meaning and slip in to Spanish. That’s the big trap for me.

I *know* Italian – I studied Latin in school and conversational Italian in later years, but my second default foreign language (after English, obv) is Spanish.

The frustration I feel at not being fluent (or as fluent as I really should be) is almost immeasurable.

Anyway, I’ve just popped in because we’re in a certain town made famous in a certain series of books about a certain type of mythical creature which allegedly thrives on blood and doesn’t do too well during the daylight hours.

Though this latter detail seems to have been taken and stretched wafer-thin, to the point of not actually existing any longer, by certain modern authors.

As you can tell, I’m avoiding all google-traps very carefully because one or other or even both of us might want to write about this charming little town, high on a hill in Tuscany.

Yes, it’s a hill. I’ve lived in Spain’s Sierra Nevada mountains baby. I know a mountain when I see one. And this… is a hill.

In other news…

The Prospective New Horse has passed his veterinary examination. Now I’m starting to get excited!

7 thoughts on “Tuscany

  1. good news on the horse! And everything Italian is good, even if it sounds a bit spanish…

    MUCH better than being with all us sick people in Britain anyway!

  2. You luck sod! Italy has got to be one of the most beautiful places on earth. But surely if ever there was a case against vegetarianism it’s Italy? Weren’t you even tempted Brennig?

  3. Hope you are both having a fab time – my friend Cara always says her tits grown in Italy – have you found that to be the case?Soph, I mean!
    Mya x

  4. Ash, no. 🙂

    Mike (guitar demon), who is left on the sick list?

    Harry, not tempted in the least

    Mya, I shall leave this one for Soph to answer

  5. My boobs did, indeed, seem bigger.

    Largely (see what I did there…!) to do with the amount of food I was, have been, and continue to, eat. Rather than the country I was/am in.

    Hmm. It made sense in my head.

    On here it just looks like a weighty spider happened to wander across my laptop…

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