Day 3 - Here To There

Hi gang!
Sorry it's been a while since I updated this. Between schoolwork and a stupid virus infection thing (blood!), I really haven't been in the mood for writing for fun recently. It's shocking, I know, but sometimes even Shakespeare had off-days. Luckily for you, however, I'm back today with the next entry in the Italian diary, so without further ado, here it is!

Today, after waking up and doing some preliminary packing, we got breakfast, which was more or less the same as yesterday but with yoghurts as well. Once we'd finished, we returned to the room to make sure we had everything packed and then loaded all our bags into the soon-to-be-replaced car. After a few final goodbyes, we were on the road again!

An hour passed...

Eventually, we arrived at Florence airport, but only to find to our horror that the critical yellow wallet with all the paperwork in had been left at the hotel! I didn't really mind, as it's only an extra two hours out of a whole three weeks, and to be fair I would probably have done the same, but ten times worse. Mind you, I wasn't the one driving! Somehow, Dad managed to negotiate so that we could change cars without the documents, and eventually we all clambered into a Fiat and began the journey BACK to the hotel.

Another hour passed...

Luckily, the wallet was still at the hotel, so we picked it up and turned quickly around, finally bound for Casa La Selva!

Two hours passed...

Me and twisty mountain paths don't go well together, as I learned in France last year, so the route we took to the house this time wasn't great fun, but it was still far, far better than the track we used last year. Soon the scenery became more familiar and before we knew it we were rolling into the driveway of La Selva.
After unloading and making ourselves more comfortable, we immediately sprang into lunch-making activity. Lunch today was a variety of cold meats and salad elements, and I get the impression this will be our diet for the next few days, as all the shops are closed tomorrow. Hey, it's healthy; I don't mind! Once lunch was done, I unpacked and updated my diary whiile it cooled down outside. I also managed to read a little more of Cold Mountain, which I'm trying to get through as quickly as possible so I can crack on with the interesting travel magazines Mum got me.
At quarter to seven, I decided to go for a walk to get some fresh air. There were way too many insects flying around, and I'm surprised I didn't eat any! Eventually, I managed to get out to a tower I'd seen on my way in, despite almost taking a wrong turn halfway through!
By the time I got back, dinner was almost ready. Mum had prepared some sausages, along with home-made bread, mushroom and herb couscous and salad from lunchtime. It wasn't a massive feast, but I really enjoyed it, especially the sausages, which had been home-made by someone, I think. After tidying up we divided a melon between us and Mum and Dad pored over various maps, while Pete and I drunk our shandies and waited for it to get dark.
When the sun had finally gone down, we crept outside onto the terrace and sat down to do some stargazing. I spotted the first shooting star, but there were a whole load later that I missed. The sky was beautiful with no lights around, and I could have stayed there forever. Sadly, it was soon time to go to bed, so I clambered into the mosquito net, turned out the lights and got a good night's sleep.

So, another day gone. I won't promise anything for tomorrow, but NEXT TIME, you can expect pancakes, risotto and more Cold Mountain. Yeah, it's not very exciting, the next one. But it is a Sunday, after all!
See ya 'round!

Jack