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Si, sono solo!

My day started with sitting outside at one of the local cafes, happily working away as the world meandered by… having a glass of wine… and an Italian fellow probably in his sixties (and very good looking, I might add), wearing jeans and a shirt, asked me if I was alone.  “Yes – Si, sono solo,” I replied in my best Italian (Ok, so I know about 15 words and that’s about it, but they were three of them).  He then pronounced in English with a broad Italian accent…

“a beautiful woman should not drink alone!  This is Italy!” waved his hand in the air with a swooping motion, proceeded to pull out the chair beside me, said, “you do not mind, do you”, and ordered two glasses of wine!

So, in a blink, I was no longer working, but happily chatting away with some handsome stranger who seemed to think the fact that I do not have a husband or a boyfriend to be strangest and most unacceptable thing in the world.  Welcome to Italy!

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Later that evening, I decided to go out to see a band that was playing nearby in the Mercato Centrale.

Walking along the street, I noticed this amazing window and fountain – just wedged in between two shops – amazing!

The Mercato Centrale was built in 1874.

…and, just like at an earlier cafe, playing in the background was disco and boogie music!  According to SoundHound:

I wasn’t quite so daring as to sample the “fourth stomach of the cow”…

This is the culinary school…


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The Desperate Erotic?

Yes, that was the name of the band I went to see that night!

Hmmmm, they don’t look exactly desperately erotic, but I guess one never can tell.  🙂

While I was there, I ended up chatting with three guys who live in Ipswich, only about 40 minutes from where I had been staying in England for the past five months – AND – one of them…

– his parents used to holiday at the EXACT SAME PLACE!  He described the property precisely – although it must have been a while ago, because he didn’t recall large trees around my lovely little lake – but how strange is that!

They were in Florence for a karate tournament.

Then the question that keeps coming up – “Is your husband or boyfriend here with you?”

They were amazed that I am travelling the world by myself, particularly with a mobility challenge.

When I asked the son of the man with the beard (he’s the one whose parents used to visit Mill Farm) what fires his soul about Karate, I loved his answer.

“I have a lot of aggression in me and I want to hit things.  Karate gives me focus and let’s me hit things with respect.”

Hmmmmm…  It’s a long way down (says I to myself as I stop to take this about half way down) – but I was very proud of myself that I successfully achieved my mission of getting to the bottom gracefully and in one piece!

What’s also funny is that the following evening, I was chatting with a fellow who grew up only about 20 minutes from where I stayed in England!  He, too, was baffled by the whole, “yes, I’m travelling by myself” notion – he was in Florence with friends.

So, “si, sono solo” – but I guess when it comes down to it, life is short.  I could wait until my Mr Right turns up to share it with me, share it together – or I could seize every minute and make the best of it.

None of us knows how long we have on this little blue marble we call Earth.  I want to make each day special, make each day count, as much as I can.

I’m not always successful – and often far from it – but I am doing my best.

Sending love and smiles to all…

~ Bella x

This is the third in a series of posts continuing my loop of Florence...  It is a glorious city - and so very compact!  The view over the city from Michelangelo Piazza is truly awe-inspiring. ~ Bella
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