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Day Five |
My husband and I read about Arezzo and we've seen it in a Oscar-winning film La Vita č Bella (Life Is Beautiful) but our final decision to visit it was based on the information that Arezzo has some fabulous antique shops and that is something that we love - a lot. And so we were walking through the streets and saw all kinds of stores, but the closer we got to the center the more interesting it was: the buildings were getting older and there they were: little stores with "old stuff" but unfortunately all closed because it was lunch time. |
So what else could we do? Have a big Italian meal of course. We were in the middle of the main piazza - the same one that is in the movie - the one with the slope where you can ride your bike really fast and if you are lucky you bump into a quite Italian gal or lad who of course is thrilled to have you in their lap - at least in your movie influenced mind… We marched up the hill and across the piazza. On the north and the highest side of it stands this huge palace with an arched arcade and several restaurants right next to each other. |
We picked the one with the prettiest table setting and luckily it was also the one with the best and also the prettiest food. Every course (in Italy you have to have at least three) was a new experience for our eyes and our stomachs. No need to mention that the wine was also excellent and we took a photo of every dish. The waiter was speaking English telling us that he wants to go to California. "What are you going to do there?" we asked. He is going to be a waiter! We could not understand. How you could leave such a fantastic, peaceful and beautiful place? We sure didn't want to. We were commenting on how good the food is and heard this "Grazie!" from up above. We looked up and there he was: the cook in a white hat, looking through a tiny window almost touching the arched ceiling thanking us for our kind words. |
People at the next table were from California - they came with a music tour - they were going to small villages and towns to sing and play with local musicians. They had a blast. One of them had a watercolor block with him and started to paint the building across - boy was I jealous because I did not have time or materials to do the same… but if I think about it… painting a watercolor of this piazza in the middle of winter in Northern Minnesota will sure bring back some warm memories of the atmosphere, colors, smells and feelings of that wonderful afternoon in Arezzo. |