The family that is staying in our house in West Vancouver, the Beltramos, are from Rome, trying out West Vancouver so their kids can attend an English speaking school ... and you must admit, West Vancouver is a little slice of heaven.
Anyway, Maria Novella was back in Rome overseeing repairs to their house that had some type of water damage (seems like we have that in common too) and invited us to a lunch at her sister and brother-in-law’s pizza restaurant. We had a wonderful meal – with some of the nicest procuitto we’ve ever eaten. Me having a couple of beers at lunch didn’t hurt my attitude either. Anyway we were talking about all things happening in our lives, what we liked and didn’t understand about the different countries we’re living in.
Waiting for the bus to Rome |
One of our first views out of the train station. |
Walking to the restaraunt. |
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