Linda’s wrong about the Capri and God thing, Umbria is where he/she summers.

*Ciliege (cherries) picked and eaten directly from the tree is almost a religious experience. Should I make this an R rated blog…hmmm, maybe not.

*I actually am convinced that I speak Italian. I arranged with a local merchant to have someone pick truffles for us, and we would purchase them from her, on Friday. Alternatively, I may have let her know I am joining a convent.

*I have become incredibly adept at washing down the walls of every bathroom I have been in since I have never mastered, or frankly understood, the concept of a hand held shower and no shower curtain.