So there's a really cute little italian song that I am in fact in love with. Volare, by some person whose name I can't quite remember, and I had the extreme pleasure of hearing it sung live on the telly last night. Since then, it has been most pleasantly running through my head, and I have found myself humming little phrases here and there of different stanzas and choruses. It makes me quite happy.
Siena is still lovely, it looks like rain today, and it's actually one of those awkwardly hot/cold days where the air is cool but when you walk around (especially up and down hills) you're dripping sweat. It's a peculiar situation, but I enjoy it none the less. How many people in the States can say that they're running around in a teeshirt in February?
Let's hope it lasts.
Ciao.
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It -looked- like rain? It snowed little Styrofoam balls today for about three minutes, went to rain, then just stayed cloudy.
Tell Italy to send its weather to us. I'm perfectly ok with that.
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