Italy is making fat, and not just my belly; my ankle has swollen to almost twice its size and has been completely swallowed by mosquito bites. I've lost count of how many there are.
We spent this morning exploring historical Roman markets in Aquileia and sampling the vast array of outdoor cooked foods - meats; ham, salami, fish, as well as cheese and a dish made from wheat and barley. I have since spent the afternoon under an umbrella shaded from the insistent glare of the sun, writing and reading. I am so relaxed that I could fall asleep.
19.6.16
When did I become too big for a swing? The chains press against the sides of my legs as I sit down, and when I swing, I get this terrible vertigo feeling as though I am on the sea and my brain is floating within my skull. I like to think that I can join in with most things, but as I watch Aurora chasing bubbles with a look of pure contentment on her face, I wonder, when did I become and adult?
After Aurora's nap, at around 5pm, we cycled into Palmanova for some late afternoon ice cream. It seemed everyone else had the same idea as the Gelateria was full of people of all ages enjoying a cheeky cone-full.
Once we'd finished our gelato we walked over to the square where they were playing music - a mix of American and Italian songs. Aurora wasted no time in getting her groove on and was bobbing away, arms flailing, in front of the bar from where the music blared. I loved her confidence and the fact that if she wanted to dance - she would dance. I joined her for a bit but too many people were staring! It only encouraged my need for a good night out on my return to England though!
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