We are in paradise. We are renting a house together with one of Bs brothers and his family and some other friends. It is absolutely gorgeous with a huge garden overlooking the lovely Chianti Valley. A pool that wears the kids out and comfortable winds that makes the +30c heat seem very bearable. There are olive trees, lemon trees and tons of other fruits around the house too. I will dig through all our million bags to find my cable for my camera asap.
The trip here was better than I could have dreamed of. I flew alone with the kids from Sweden, connected in Berlin and then we flew on to Verona where Mr b picked us up. The kids were amazing on the flights. As usual I must say that the Swedes my passively be the most unhelpful population of the world. By that I mean the motto is ‘Let’s not help someone who looks like they need help (ie me handling two kids, a stroller, two bags including 2 computers in the carry on luggage at the security check point that all needed to get bomb swiped) as we do not want to be perceived as getting into something that is not our business…
But we survived a German gentleman (they are top ranked for politeness in my world) with a brace on his leg came to our rescue.
South of Bologna we got stuck in a tunnel due to a bad traffic accident a few km in front of us. A bit of a panicky feeling in the back seat as the emergency cars all had to pass by and there was no space between the cars. 45 minutes we rolled on.
Now I am sitting in the garden after an evening run, a glass of red Chianti by the computer and family right by my side. Life is good.