My friend Judy Stowers, licensed massage therapist from Arizona, was here this past week for the U.S. Olympic semi-finals at the Qwest Center. She got me a ticket into Friday night's event. Yes, I got to see Michael Phelps, Nick Lochte, and Dara Torres! Thanks Judy, it was great to see you!!!
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Back with the Pete!
Friday, June 27, 2008
Biella รจ bella (Biella is beautiful)
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Gaia.... means joy
Gaia (pronounced Guy-uh) is the name of Giorgia's daughter, whose not yet two. It means joy in Italian! She's a whirlwind of activity and has plenty of demands. She has made my stay in Trieste a treat. She calls me 'Gnora', short for 'Signora' or Lady. Giorgia keeps correcting her to say Allison, but to no avail.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Please don't think my life is overly glamorous
So, I had to extend my stay in Firenze last week because my research was not going well and I needed a couple extra days. Unbeknownst to me, the two extra days I needed were the exact same as some Pitti fashion show, so all of the hotels were booked. The only thing I could find was a student housing arrangement where four rooms shared one bathroom with NO SHOWER CURTAIN! Plus, there was a big sign that said guests were obligated to keep the floor dry at all times... next to a mop in a bucket. Excuse me!? So, you can only imagine the primitive bathing experience, one hunkered over in a tub with the hose, afraid to touch anything because 12 other people share this bathroom - so who knows how filthy it is, not wanting to douse the floor with water, but taking a bath was out of the question. One morning I woke up and had to go, but the bathroom was occupied straight for over an hour. Ouch! It was disusting for other reasons I won't describe here. Then, if for one moment you think that I live glamorously, dismiss that thought and picture me, walking to the train station with extremely heavy luggage (because taxis in Italy are too expensive... for us students at 35 years old), including the rented laptop from the university, that keeps toppling off my rolly suitcase whenever I should strike a cobblestone at the wrong angle (every 10 seconds or so). I also have posters in tow, a purse, and a backpack, so the going is slow and tedious. AAARRRGGGHHHHH!!! When am I going to be a dignified dentist's wife and I can afford taxis and reasonable accommodations!!!??? That day is not today, my friends. I can only hope that I have given you a litle laugh at my own expense.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Fat rat in Trieste's lovely sea
Here I am with my greenie companion, Giorgia Romano, from 12 years ago! We served together in Biella. She and her husband Davide and daugher Gaia live in Trieste, a city east of Venice, on the border with Slovenia. Today we went shopping (don't worry Peter, I didn't buy much) and although the water and main piazza were clean and breathtaking, there was a huge RAT in the water. I'm talking enormous, swollen, dead, and disgusting. It didn't taint my impression of Trieste, rather it was amusing.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Sardegna with Sara
Here are a few pics from my trip to Sardegna with Sara, June 1-4. Along with her car, we took an overnight boat from Genova to Olbia, the northernmost port on the island of Sardegna. Then we drove down to Cagliari, the largest, southernmost city on the island whee Sara served 5 months of her mission 8 years ago. At the beach, the water and sand were indeed pure and clean, much more so than any I've ever seen in the United States!
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