My first morning in Daniela’s house was wonderful. Being an early riser, I was up and about around 8…I grabbed the guitar I saw in the rec room and brought it onto the patio. I haven’t played in weeks so it felt really good to find something to strum. I’m not very good, so it was hard for me to tune it by ear. Plus half of the strings on the classical guitar were steel which was odd. I guess Hillary heard me at some point in the morning because she snapped this great photo from her window above. It was such an incredible feeling to be sitting there in the morning sun looking at the surrounding hillsides. This is the view from Daniela’s house:
Giovanni made us a tasty fresh lunch that consisted of a tomato and bell pepper salad with olive oil and balsamic vinegar served with piccorino cheese, fresh buffalo mozzarella, and bread. It was tasty!
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