Here comes the sun
Not much to say this morning, as I'm getting prepared to leave to go up to Parma. It's still dark out (I dare not tell you what hour, or you'll think I'm crazy to be leaving so early), and I'm already ready to go back to sleep, but my train awaits. That's right--I'm taking a train this time. The car is going to stay at home with Antonello, where it will get to get some rest instead of being handled by me, early morning, not at all in the mood to be driving, much less driving a stick shift on curvy topsy-turvy italian roads.This is just a short trip, really, and it should be quite nice, as Corrie is graduating today (congratulations Corrie!!), and we get to spend the entire day celebrating that. Tomorrow morning I'll be coming back home to Macerata (although not quite this early!), and I'll have lessons again, and Wednesday will be Wednesday, not an adventure, just a normal day. Sometimes, though, these hiccups in the week remind me that, even if life is normal as can be with work and classes and hectic schedules grounding me--I live in a country that is still quite foreign to me, a beautiful, fascinating, lovely country, that can be a million miles away from the nearest work day. Surely it was that way back in America too--I just never had the sense to notice.
So, here's to a daytrip--an early morning before dawn daytrip--into the Italian countryside and all the way up to Parma. I might not be watching out for sunrise though, as I very well may be sleeping on the train.
Have a great Tuesday, all of you! More tomorrow!
-Jackie
2 Comments:
Aha! So that's why you left a comment at 4.45am. I was thinking, good god! that's way before the roosters begin crowing!!
I know--it's kind of crazy to be up that early. And somehow, on the train up to Parma, I couldn't sleep at all. So actually, I DID see the sunrise (right around Ancona!)!
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