You know those days when you wake up later than you should have, then you have to chase buses to be at work on time and nothing seems to go right all day just because you were five minutes late? This morning I thought I was going to have that day, but somehow it shifted in my favor by the end of it. I woke up just ten minutes late this morning, but had to chase the bus, bus that didn’t come...
Day 175 – An unusual Sunday
Unlike any other Sunday, today we didn’t have our usual cake and cappuccino in the morning, instead we paid a visit to Ephia’s good friend Lee and also returned the beloved White Temp. That kind of makes me realize that summer is indeed over and the bike rides in the middle of the night will remain only as a sweet memory from now on. We had some Chinese take out for lunch and a nice...
Day 140 – Sunday, Sunday, Sunday
This is becoming like a Sunday ritual, me writing about my amazing Sundays. Well, this Sunday wasn’t as great as the last one, but still pretty fun. We started our day with a ride on the bus and tram to the center. Unfortunately for us, when we got there, the streets were packed because of the “Corri la vita” manifestation and when you are trying to make your way through the...
Day 131 – Florence and the most beautiful hailstorm
Funny how Florence always manages to pleasantly surprise me even when it’s not its own doing. This morning I had a very important meeting and because after an hour of stress everyone needs to have a nice coffee in a good company, I had arranged a coffee date with one of my fellow writers, the amazing Marisa Gareffa. When I left my house, one of my weather application on my phone warned me...
Day 105 – Sunday habits
I am beginning to love Sunday mornings. It became kind of a family ritual to wake up together, go to our favorite pastry place, grab a cappuccino and a creamy cake and enjoy a conversation about nothing while watching Ephia gobbling her piece of cake. The normal ritual after a morning like that, is making lunch together and then while Ephia has her nap one of us goes out, usually with an artist...