Lazy Italian Sunday afternoon.
Good food. Talk. Kids jumping around. Ice cream.
Then... Everyone falls asleep. But me.
My laptop is trapped behind a loud door, don't want to wake people.
Guess I'll just grab a beer, sit outside in the shade, enjoy the brisk Foggia breeze. Listen to Icelandic rap on my phone, read your toots.
Tomorrow is travel day.
@HerraBRE I still say you live an enchanted existence.
@gemlog I won't deny it!
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