Well, I know why. But isn’t it just bloody annoying? In theory, I should be, more or less, on Cloud 9. Bugger!
I have signed for the flat. It was all a little strange in the usual Italian way in that things said did not quite tie up with actual fact and vice versa. But, hey, siamo in Italia and that is life here.
She gave me back the money, in an envelope. I didn’t open the envelope. After one minute I returned the envelope to her. She didn’t open it either. It could have been stuffed with worthless bits of paper, who knows? Sometimes, I think, this is a seriously screwed-up country! Definitely, in the UK, that (the game of passing the envelope) would not have happened. But, then, it’s less likely we would have been passing an envelope around with cash in it (unless you lived in the underworld of crime, drugs, etc.).
Now, there are a million and one things to do, for which I still need help. I wish I could do it on my own! It’s the problem of being in a foreign country and not knowing enough of the language. Damn!
p.s. One of my very favourite songs was in the video originally posted on this page but, unfortunately, it no longer works and, as I didn’t write here what it was, I don’t remember!
Andy, I know it’s difficult. I’ve been in your shoes before. When I was in Canada I had to deal with a bunch of things and even though I had friends there still I needed to ask for almost everything (i.e. health insurance etc…).
Anyway, I am sure everything will sort out well.
BTW (off topic), I’m going to the UK in June. I’ll be in London for a couple of days and I’m really looking forward to it
Fascinating – the envelope passing.
Perhaps a quick to the local market – buy your most favorite decadent foods and wine and have a meal – in your perfect flat on the perfect street. I would so love to join you. I believe we would talk for hours. And the wine would make us more honest than otherwise possible.
Love Gail
peace……
Hi Bianca. I know it’s fine and people are so helpful – I’m just used to being independent and, sometimes, wish I could be so here.
If you’re going to London, my advice would be to go to the Tate Modern, providing you like modern art. For me, it is a ‘must’ every time.
Hi Gail,
Yes, that all sounds lovely. Only just over three weeks and I will be able to do exactly that! I’m sure we don’t need the wine for the honesty. But let’s have it anyway, for the hell of it!
Hey, I was born to live in a mansion tended by an army of servants and transported in the chauffer-driven Rolls to my various country and Caribbean and Greek island hideaways. I don’t understand what happened … did somebody not get the memo?
Hey Cecileaux – maybe the same thing happened to me!
@ Bianca:visita la National Gallery e Westminster Abbey e l’House of Common. Dieci anni fa ho visto una seduta del parlamento, interessante.
@ Andrew: let me know if there is something I can do to help.
Bianca, Pietro is right, of course, if it is your first time in London. But I think you have been there before, possibly. If so, for me, it is better to see the things less touristy. See Tate Modern (and walk across the Millenium Bridge to get there); have a good meal in a good restaurant in Notting Hill; visit Primark in Oxford Street (which, I believe, is the largest Primark in the world); get a last-minute ticket for the Theatre in the West End (Judi Dench is in something at the moment and you might be able to get tickets to see her), etc.
Pietro, I might ask you for more help, thank you. You have already helped a lot and have secured your ticket to my house warming party!
When’s the house warming party?
Well, Best Mate, what do you reckon to the last week in April?
Thanks Andy and Pietro. It’s not my first time in London, though, and -unfortunately- I don’t have plenty of time to visit. I’ll meet up with a British friend so I am hopeful of not seeing touristy things.
Actually, last time I was in London we met at the Tate Modern! It’s definitely worth it.
Ah, if you’re meeting up with a British friend that makes a big difference! I never tire of Tate Modern. Have a lovely time.