Monday, April 18, 2011

Cafe...No tea...No cafe...No tea.....Ahhhhhhhh!!!!! Latte? Con Latte? No, Solo Latte.

Holy Week started off this Sunday with “Palm Sunday” here in Montemolino, Italy. It was a bit different though. Instead of palm branches we used olive branches. It was a little local flavor. Regi and I went to confession today. I didn’t understand the absolution because the priest said it in Italian but I still felt the weight of sin lifting off of me just the same as if it was said in English. It is truly a peaceful feeling.

Afterwards, we stepped outside to walk home and Anunciata, a lady that lives in the rectory next to the church saw us and asked in Italian if we would like “café”? We tried to say, “No, but can we have tea instead?” It didn’t translate very well. After quite the verbose conversation, or lack there of, we convinced her to let us have milk. We had so much fun talking with her even though we barely knew what each other were saying. Her name was Anunciata which translates to “the annunciation” or “to announce” and it fit her perfectly. Claudia, the lady that we are staying with us was saying that if you need to know something just ask Anunciata. She knows all the gossip of the town. It was great spending some time with her.

Yesterday, Claudia took us to two local towns; Todi and Monte Castello. Most of the old towns in this area were built on top of hills.


In Todi, many young people were running around. Claudia bought some gelato for us. Bernie chose two Mediterranean flavors: pine nut and walnut & fig. The pine nut was weird but the walnut and fig was delicious. I chose mixed berry and a deep chocolate (fondata ?). We sat outside at a table next to a table with four rowdy teenage boys. I noticed the ruckus and moved to a seat where I could at least see if something was going to fly at me. They noticed my move and left, smiling and waving at me as they went. They made a mess with their cups and I was very proud of them when they came back and picked them up.


From the vineyard on the hillside, one can see the town of Monte Castello, a walled medieval town that sits on top of the next hill. Every day, Bernie would look up at it and say we were going to walk there and explore. After our adventure in Todi, I told Claudia that Bernie really wanted to see Monte Castello. It was dark and Bernie offered to walk home. He was in all black and the road is narrow and windy so she said no. She planned on driving him up the hillside as a surprise and scolded me for telling him that was where she was taking us. The three of us wandered around the town taking night pictures. It was very beautiful. In this town, there is the smallest full-sized theater in the world. It has 99 seats and is like a dollhouse theater with the special box seats for the people who want to pay more.

Today is Bernie’s birthday and we continued to work in the vineyard. Bernie requested the Sweet Potato Queen’s Chocolate Stuff (it is delicious, look it up on Google) for a birthday treat. It is sitting upstairs right now and we will go to eat it.

Arrivederci!
Regi and Bernie

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