Let it be known that springtime has come to Reggio, despite what the return of the uber-fog may tell you. I know this because on my way to work on Monday, I noticed that the little cafe off to the right of the theater had put out its tables and chairs. (Marginally related: have they changed owners? Where is the lady with the really long black hair who calls everyone "bimba"? Also, I don't think they even had outdoor tables and chairs last year. I am confused.)
Yesterday we sat out and had our first outdoor coffee of the season at the little cafe under the school. Yay for coffee in the sun.
Today the uber-fog is back, but it's okay, because you can see the springtime off in the not-so-distant distance. Um. Metaphorically. Or something.
About Me
Life in Italy... and other places.
An American takes a year post-college (and pre-medical school) to go to Italy and teach English. The year stretches to three... and four... and this blog is a record of small things that get remembered at the end of the day. On occasion, she can also be found in New Jersey or France, the familial homelands.
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