Title : Coughing. . . In Italy
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Coughing. . . In Italy
Still coughing here, and although I've managed a better sleep the last two nights, I reluctantly conceded, this morning -- after getting up, showered, dressed, and ready to head into Rome for a few hours -- that I'm just not well enough for adventures out of the neighbourhood. Out of the house will be sufficient challenge, and we'll go for a stroll soon, perhaps a cappucino and pastry -- definitely building the schedule around an afternoon nap.
And tomorrow Pater flies home, so I'll be doing the preschool pick-up solo for the last two days, and then getting ready to take the train back to Paris, a few days to myself before flying home from Charles de Gaulle.
If you're reading between the lines here, sussing out some trepidation about travelling solo while not quite at full strength, you're not wrong, but the inner Sturdy Gal (term borrowed from Lisa, although I'm not using it in reference to style) voices are currently overruling my inner Incessant Worrier (she's been whispering such histrionics as "bronchitis," "pneumonia," "complete collapse on a train where you don't speak the language," ignoring evidence to the contrary) and I'm sure that all will be well by the time I'm truly on my own (still have a few days with family after Pater leaves).
But I do need to conserve energy, save it for helping out with Little Girl and otherwise just resting and getting better. Hence the weak efforts here on the blog, and although I've read all your lovely comments, I may not manage to respond.
As for the series of photos here, they're of an abandoned old hotel on the road up the base of Mt. Vesuvius. Obviously once quite gorgeous, it's now dilapidated and somewhat hazardous to the curious visitors who apparently troop through regularly, occasionally partying or sleeping here. We couldn't resist picking our way carefully out onto terrace, avoiding the puddles and the broken glass to eat our picnic lunch and admire the generous view.
I took the photos last week, on our two-day road trip to Salerno, with stops each way -- one to hike up Mt. Vesuvius, another to check out the archaeological excavation of Ercolano, one of the towns Vesuvius covered with lava. It was a good trip, and I'm glad I went along, but I know the jaunt hampered my recovery, so I'm being much more careful now, guarding my strength. But oh, if not? I could be in Rome, right this moment, instead of sitting on the couch, where Pater has just brought me my breakfast. . . .
Hope all is well with you, that the New Year has begun happily.
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