After
a quiet morning and some extra sleep I am feeling almost human again. There is a lot to see in this new
neighborhood and kind of tough to navigate with all of her tiny curves and
narrow staircases. Lots of streets just end, and you have to wander around a
bit to pick up the thread. People are out and about but most seem to be
locals. Haven’t heard much English
spoken yet.
But
you can tell we are hitting high season stride … on the surrounding streets the
buses are starting to pound the pavement.
And the new Papa hosted three hundred
thousand families with school-age kids at San Pietro today celebrating school
and learning for children. Streets blocked in every direction and roads shut
down for hours. Now that is my idea
of hell… Luckily our neighborhood is far enough away to withstand the
onslaught. Good time to head south.