Blue Skies with Hot Showers Today in Italy

Roberto came yesterday (instead of Valentino) and told us he’d be back in the morning to install an electric hot water heater. And that he did. Owen is currently taking the first hot shower of the trip. Roberto was delightful. Cheerful, whistling “Killing Me Softly,” and taking several phone calls from people he called Caro (Dear) and said goodbye to like this: “Ciao…Ciao….Ciao-ciao-ciao-ciao-ciao-ciao.”

In a country where cleanliness and being well-coiffed carry a whole lot of weight, it’s been particularly hard having no means to properly bathe. Hot water. Bring it on.