Primo Giornati in San Cataldo
Arrived and moved in. The apartment exceeds all expectations. It's roomier then the photos from afar showed, and it's quiet, cute and well, yes, in need of TLC to make it into a home, but we'll get there for certain. I, of course, on morning one went to the local bar, Yvonne's for my morning doppio espresso. Right on the main piazza by the lighthouse, less than a minute from my door, it's definitely THE spot. Everyone in town seemed to be here this morning sitting in the covered outside area while the Autumn rain poured down. The contingent of local old guys (my goal is to join one day), the local cops, expatriate rock star looking guy, even our waiter from yesterday's pranzo. The whole ton shows up for coffee and conversation. Turns out my lingue Italiano is rusty and determining which type of crema in my cornetto became a major motion picture production Yvonne speaks little to no English and my Italiano was sputtering from jetlag and nerves. Our waiter fro...