Eighth week in Italy

Marta had booked a trip to Morocco for her and her husband for their anniversary and her mother-in-law was going to be looking after the kids during their stay. We had promised to sleep there so she would feel safer. Marta had also just gotten three lovely kittens so we were more than happy to do so. Unfortunately, after two nights Siru had to fold, though, and return back home since her cat-allergy was getting so bad.

 

As our co-worker was about to leave on her two-weeks summer vacation we had to clean the apartment just upstairs of our own – Tufarelo. Tufarelo is 8-person apartment and it doesn’t actually count as one of Santa Vittoria’s apartments, it’s rented separately. It doesn’t have a central heating so it can only be used in summer, but it’s really nice and cozy – it has a real Tuscan atmosphere. Noora has been finding a lot of four-leaved clovers, but this week weeding she managed to find a five-leaved one.

 

On Saturday we went for a couple of drinks to a place Marta had said Foiano’s local people go to. As we sat there we wondered where cattles of youngsters were heading to and out of curiosity we decided to follow them. As we approached our destination we began to recognize that Marta had just previous week explained us where the Colour Festival was going to be. Apparently the event had been cancelled due to the bad weather and been moved to the following weekend – the very same that we were standing in the park confused. Pretty soon a guy came to us waving pouches full of powder colour and offered us a few and advised that we’d have to throw them in the air at the end of a countdown. We had arrived just in time and got all covered with different colours – to think we would have missed it all if we had just stayed in the bar minding our own business. We had some drinks and continued dancing outdoors, exchanged details with the generous guy with the extra powder bags and left home stained but happy.