30 degrees in Italy- no complaints here!

After travelling for a record 42 hours, I arrived in the city of Rieti yesterday to a scene that was bursting with so much ambience it could have seemed contrived.  I open the shuttered doors of my hotel room to find myself in the main piazza, complete with outdoor cafes and the obligatory fountain.  Even my favourite Boccelli tune was playing across the square.  I have a lot to thank my Italian husband for (whose relatives look like every second person here)  Most importantly, he taught me to eat spaghetti by twirling it around my fork!
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Donna