Buongiornio,
The sun rises early and lands on my face. I squint at the clock – 6:30 a.m. Normally I’d groan, but not here. Here, it means it’s time to move. I put on my jogging shorts and shoes and decide if I want to stroll the water or if I have energy for a jog. Mornings are my favorite time for movement here also because the sun feels deadly after 8 a.m.
I head to the water, it’s quiet save for a few folks doing the same as I am, and it’s already hot – I am in heaven.
On my way back I daydream of the first coffee I will have. My mokapot at home never hits the same – how could it? Everything here tastes better. I prepare my coffee but hop in the shower first, a quick rinse as the water is finicky and this won’t be my only shower of the day. I sip my coffee black and rich and welcome the warmth, not that I need any more heat.
Slowly, I pick out a linen or cotton dress, anything else would feel like a sauna. I head to my aunt’s and ask if she wants to grab collazione. We walk to the bar and order cappuccino and croissants. I save the receipt to show friends back home how two cappuccinos and two croissants cost just seven euro. It never ceases to amaze me. The cappuccino is also the way it should be – about five ounces, not a drop more. Afterwards, we head to the beach where we swim in the clear, beautiful water and lay in the sun until it’s time for lunch..
As I won’t be going to Italy this summer I’m reminiscing on the beauty of the land and how much joy I feel when I am there. The heat can be intense but having the sea a few steps away makes it all the more magical.
ciao xo
La Femme Curiosita 