Germany 2026 – Hamburg trip report

Another trip report.

We left our home and little Simba in the capable hands of Tati. We headed for an overnight in Bologna where we left the car. 

Tuesday 13 October
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We took the shuttle to the airport. Our flight on Austrian Air was this time in business class. Our first time doing that for an intra-Europe flight. The best part is that we could use the lounge. I had a cappuccino and croissant. In the Bologna airport the coolest thing is the business lounge has its own security line. No waiting. Nice.

We flew to Vienna where we had the shortest connection I ever had outside of one business trip connecting in O’Hare. We landed and my heart sank when I saw we were on the runway. Stairs down, bus ride to terminal. I looked at my watch. Five minutes until they closed our gate. They did know we were coming because our flight attendant told us what our gate was. It was a very long walk in the same terminal. They have no people movers and it was 27 gates away. I used to be a runner. But no more. So all I could do is put my head down and walk. We made it but I didn’t like it.

We had a meal because…business class. It wasn’t bad and I was hungry. We landed in Hamburg one hour and twenty minutes later. Got our luggage and grabbed a cab. It was a slow traffic clogged ride into the city. 

Our hotel, Nikolai Hotel, is right in the middle and on a canal. There are a lot of canals and a river in this city. It is a major port. After a rest we checked out the bar prior to dinner. I am not a cocktail drinker but this bar is very heavy on them. So I tried a dark and stormy. I liked it. 

Dinner was in Avelina which was actually abutting our hotel. Good reviews and a tapas place.  We like to try ethnic food when we are in a big city. We will be in the country after this and will have plenty of German meals. Avelina was good. Owned and run by Spanish people. And I saw at least two Spanish speaking families there. The food was good but much larger than traditional tapas. 

Wednesday 13 October
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I woke to part sunshine. I hadn’t noticed we were across the canal from the tall spire we had passed in the taxi. I looked it up. It is the St. Nikolai memorial. It is a very tall spire that was formerly a church spire. We will visit it tomorrow.

View from our room.

This was our day to explore parts of Hamburg. It was 12C “feels like” 8C. (53F feels like 46). First we breakfasted. It was a good spread plus eggs made to order and today, pancakes. We headed north of our hotel stopping as we liked along the way. We aimed for the Rathaus (town hall). We came to the St. Nikolai Memorial I mentioned before. The spire, and walls were all that were left of the church after the allied bombing in WWII. There was an amazing array of bells low down on the spire.

You can ride up to the top in the internal elevator.
Bells

We arrived at the Rathaus. Really impressive with a large square in front of it. There were tons of (rambunctious) children all along our walk. I assume there are schools nearby and there were obvious field trips. We went into a shopping mall. Luther needed new shoes and he likes ECCO. We got a new pair for him. I was on the lookout for a pair of reading glasses. Finally found some in a supermarket. 

Rathaus. Town hall.
Hansiatic cities made their money from trading. They all have ships in prominent places.

We decided to break for lunch in a little Cafe Pizzeria. We had sandwiches. Tonight we have planned a dinner out so we didn’t want to fill up. Not a great lunch but ok. 

We got caught in the rain on the way back. We took shelter for a while, while a patch of blue sky headed our way. Finally it quit and we scurried back to the hotel. We

When we got there we were surprised to see the canal completely empty of water. Big muddy! I knew it was tidal but didn’t think the water would go totally away.

It was a good day. Not exciting but fun to see a new city. And we walked almost 8,000 steps. 🙂

We went to dinner at Wohler’s. It was a German place but known for its mussels sourced from Sylt, one of the northern islands. The mussels were delicious. As always the courses, even the small plates I chose, were just too big for me. I enjoyed the place. It was small and packed. The noise level from the conversation was high. The waitresses earned their money for sure. 

On the way to dinner our taxi driver was very talkative and all about US politics. He did say, in the past, everyone in the world looked to, and respected the U.S. as the beacon on freedom and democracy. Through, Clinton, Bush, Obama, no matter the politics. He was sorry and afraid. I said. Imagine if it was YOUR country. I’ve lost my country. I never thought it would be possible I told him.

Thursday 15 October
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Big day. We traveled to Bremen on the train. I should mention the fact that the city of Hamburg, and the city of Bremen were both free Hansiatic cities. The Hanseatic League was a medieval trading confederation of medieval merchant guilds and market towns, dominant roughly from the 13th to the 16th centuries across Northern Europe. Some cities keep Hansestadt in their official names and a few have special status. Hamburg and Bremen are just two of them. We will also visit Rostock, Straslund and Wismar which are all Hansiatic cities. The License plates in Hamburg are HH — Hansiatic city of Hamburg.

Bremen was a charming town. Not too big. A compact center. It takes about an hour to get there from Hamburg. We walked the 18 minute walk to the Altstadt.  The first thing we came to was a flower market set up around one of the two churches. We visited the first church with one big, fat steeple. Inside the organist was practicing. I love to hear organs in churches. The acoustics are amazing. Then we went through the little village of wooden houses that, when open, sell junk and food. Most were closed. I imagine they open in the evening. We came upon the bigger church with two big, fat steeples. It also had the big chorus of bells.

As we walked into town we crossed the river and there was this cool windmill.

We went in search of the statue to the Bremen town musicians. It is a folk tale gathered by the brothers Grimm. Here is the story.  

There were four farm animals who had worked hard all their lives and had outlived their usefulness. They would soon be killed by their owners so they each left. Eventually they met up and decided to become musicians. Bremen was a free city so they were headed there when it got dark. They saw a house with the lights on and went to the window. The donkey had the dog on his back, and the cat was on the dog, and the rooster was at the top so he could see in the window. There were a band of robbers inside gloating over their loot. So the musicians began their first concert. The robbers were frightened and ran away. The animals moved in and marveled at their luck. But later the robbers tried to return. The donkey was inside. The dog in front of the door, the cat on the mantle and the rooster on the stairs. When one robber came in he saw the gleam of the yellow cat eyes. Frightened he moved and the dog bit him. The cat scratched his face. The donkey kicked him and the rooster yelled into his hear. He ran away proclaiming there was a witch inside and the robbers never returned. The animals never got to Bremen. They lived out their lives happily in the cottage. 

We found the statue. It was darling. The donkey had a very shiny nose and front feet. According to the legend, you will have good luck if you grab both front feet of the donkey. His nose doesn’t give good luck but people still touch it making it very shiny.

We went into the Schnoor which is the oldest part of town full of pretty alleys and tiny streets. It wasn’t crowded with tourists. That was nice. Our restaurant was called Olymp. Traditional food. And it was. I had delicious tomato soup and then a dish of pfifferlinge which are mushrooms, scrambled eggs and bratkartoffeln (fried potatoes). Way too much for me. 

As we walked back through the Schnoor I snapped some pictures of the pretty buildings and small streets.

We wound our way back for our ill fated train ride back. We found our train was 15 minutes late. We went up to the platform, gate ten.  Long story short, the train was on platform nine. We missed it and waited another hour. Finally getting back to Hamburg at seven.

Statue on the way to the train station.

We stopped at a supermarket for sandwiches and walked back to the hotel. We walked 12,000 steps. Almost seven kilometers. Way above my activity level!

Friday 16 October
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Our final day in Hamburg dawned bright and sunny. We had a leisurely breakfast and walked south this time, toward the docks. 

Lots of canals and estuaries
Across from our hotel.

I wanted to see the UNESCO world heritage site of the blocks and blocks of historic brick warehouses along the many canals — the Speicherstadt. Our hotel is actually at the edge of this district. Right around the corner we found a group of very old six story, brick buildings. They all had many windows. The one that had a date carved into it was built in 1603. It survived the bombings which was in itself amazing. These buildings typically have very narrow staircases inside. If you wanted to get furniture into any room above the ground you had to lift it up using the built in winch at the top just under the roof eaves. My picture shows it.

Brick townhouses built in 1603.

We next went to the Elbphilharmonie. The concert hall. It is built right on the water across from the forests of cranes servicing the container ships. The bottom half of the concert hall is brick. The top is all glass. It has a wave-like roof line. Like the sea, or maybe sails. I can’t say it is beautiful like the Sydney opera house. But it is unique.

Elbphilharmonie

By now it was lunchtime. We had a place in mind called Fleetschlösschen. It was a very small, old free standing building by a canal. We wanted to try the fischbrötchen. Fish sandwiches. The place was plain, no frills. They had beautiful photography on the walls of the surrounding area in black and white. There was also a beautiful wrought iron spiral staircase inside, to the bathrooms. 

The restaurant building was tiny but so charming.
To the restrooms.
All about fish.
View through the window across from me and behind Luther.
They had beautiful, etherial black and white photos on the walls.

Thoroughly sated we headed back to rest. 

We went down to the bar for a drink before dinner. I wanted to say goodbye to Fernanda our favorite bartender. But sadly, she was not there. She knows about this blog so I will say goodbye and wish her a really good vacation in Thailand and a great life. 

Dinner was at Maison Mai. It was a fusion place. We had the Asian tapas. A selection of five between us plus noodles. It was tasty but I missed any spice. 

When we left it was pouring rain. I had seen it might rain so we both had rain coats and I borrowed an umbrella. It was ok except for the deep puddles. My shoes and pants got soaked. Back to the hotel for our last night. I must say Nikolai Hotel was very comfortable for our four nights. We had a suite so that helped. 

Tomorrow we leave for the northern coast on the Baltic Sea. The region is called Mecklenburg. Stay tuned for part two.

Stink

I know you like to hear about differences between the U.S. (or Canada) and Italy. Well here is one. They don’t understand the concept of plumbing traps. You know, those U shaped pipes that block any odors coming up the pipes? They don’t have them here.

So, sitting upstairs I started noticing a strong odor of sewage. Ugh. I deducted it was from the shower drain in the bath upstairs. Since it has no trap, the stink can come right up. I tried opening the window. Closing the door. Putting a wet cloth on the drain. None are good solutions.

I was ruminating about this and decided to look on Amazon.it which is our Amazon site here in italy. Sure enough I searched on anti-odor drain cover. Bingo! I got anti-odor silicon floor drain cover. I thought to myself it might be an Italian thing, so I checked the German, French and UK Amazon sites. All had them. Then, in the interest of research, I checked the US site. Yep, they have them too! Who knew. I know I never had issues with odors emanating from the drain in the U.S.. But ok.
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I got an email from Ely at Calagrana. She had made more of her chicken leek pies. These are individual sized pies with the most ethereal pastry crusts. Chock full of chicken and vegetables with gravy. Delicious. I ordered twelve. I keep them in my freezer for a quick light meal with a salad.

I was supposed to go up on Sunday at eleven to retrieve them but I didn’t look at my calendar so…duh…I totally forgot. I went on Monday and picked them up so all was not lost. On my way I took a some photos. I had time so I did a couple of side roads.

These first two are the tobacco, a highly prized crop in our valley. The first one is ready for them to harvest the yellowed leaves which are pretty. The next is a less mature field.

This is a small side road onto which I detoured because I knew it had great views.

We are readying for another trip. This time to Hamburg Germany and the northern coast. My Germanophile husband needs his German fix. The weather could be a bit dicey! There will be a trip report, ciao for now.

Chickpea soup – zuppa di ceci

Now that it is officially autumn I’m feeling in the mood for soups again. Last night I made one that was definitely a keeper. I adapted it from one I saved but don’t recall from where. Probably the NY Times or SAVEUR. I swapped out the spinach for cabbage, because I had it and I love cabbage. Otherwise I kept it mostly the same. Recipe is after the photo.

Ingredients
1 T olive oil
1/2 cup diced onion
2 cloves garlic minced
1 t of oregano
1/2 t red pepper flakes
2 T tomato paste
2 15 oz. cans chickpeas drained
3-4 cups vegetable broth
1/3 cup sun-dried tomatoes in oil chopped
juice of 1/2 lemon
1 cup canned full fat coconut milk
2-3 cups rough chopped cabbage (spinach or other green)
Salt and pepper
Fresh basil leaves for garnish

In a large pot, heat the oil over medium heat. Add the chopped onion and sauté until translucent, about 3-4 minutes. Add minced garlic, oregano and red pepper flakes. Cook another 1-2 minutes.

Add chickpeas and tomato paste. Pour in broth. Stir. Bring mixture to a boil and reduce to a simmer, cover the pot. Simmer 15 minutes.

Using an immersion blender or a regular blender, blend about half of the soup. This helps thicken it while leaving some chickpeas whole for texture.

Stir in sun-dried tomatoes, lemon juice, coconut milk and cabbage or greens of choice. If using cabbage or a hearty greens simmer until greens is tender. About 20-30 minutes. If using spinach simmer 5-10 minutes. Season with salt and pepper.

Ladle into bowls, garnish with basil and serve with toasted bread.

buon appetito!

Le Cimate – winery visit

The weather is glorious so we decided to visit a winery. We took the Giallo Angelo and even put the top down for the non super strada part of the trip. We visited Le Cimate in Montefalco.

The owner, Paolo, motioned us to a door where he was taking a tour into the tasting room. There were two Italians and two Americans from New Hampshire. They each bought some wine

They just finished harvesting the white wine grapes two days ago. The smell of fermentation was very strong. The winery has 22 hectares or about 45 acres but their production is just 110,000 bottles. Here are the types of grapes. Some are quite unusual for the area.

We proceeded to taste three white wines and three reds. They use some unusual grapes for this region. Here are pictures of the bottles.

It was a lot of fun and nice to get out and about in the area. The winery sits in a pretty valley. They even gifted us a jar of their nocciola crema. They also grow hazelnuts. Nocciola.

Enjoy the harvest season. Now, it is all about the grapes. Next it will be all about the olives. The green gold of Umbria. My favorite time of the year! 🍁 🍇 🫒 Ciao!

Cursed pranzo

We had our “gang” over for Sunday lunch because our last (🤞) heat wave finally has broken. This was the hottest summer ever recorded in Italy. I knew the terrace would finally be nice enough to eat outside. All of our gang are going away soon for vacations in far flung places so I rushed to do this before we all were coming and going. Doug wins the prize for most distance. He is going to South Africa. Roselyne and Steve are off to Paris for a “significant” birthday celebration, buon compleanno Roselyne. Jen goes on a road trip to Calabria the heel of “the boot”. And Luther and I are going to Hamburg Germany and the north coast.

The lunch was cursed right from the getgo. I knew it would be a busy morning of cooking. I had done what I could to prep but this one called for a lot of more last minute work. I had planned an all Spanish meal. I’m never afraid to do a recipe I haven’t made before. The main course was a Paella Valencia. The snack was toasted bread rubbed with garlic and a raw, juicy tomato. This is a common tapa. And the primi was the Spanish omelette I had made before with good success.

The first disaster was toasting the bread in the broiler. I neglected to watch it and that is not smart. I smelled it burning. It was black. So I started again. This time with success. Then I started working on the omelette. All went well until I wanted to “confidently” flip the pan. That was fine but it had stuck and only half came off. I had to manually remove the rest. Then returned to the pan. I flipped it again to remove hoping it would look better on that side. It didn’t look terrible but the pretty brown crust remained stuck to the pan ☹️ So, it was cooked but it sure wasn’t pretty. I was beginning to feel like everything was going wrong.

The paella would have been delicious but there were technical issues that I couldn’t overcome. You may remember my spiffy induction cooktop? Well, it just wasn’t cutting the mustard. It would not heat hot enough for the enormous paella pan. I have an extra induction hot plate and I decided to try that. This was all before my guests arrived. I was precooking the vegetables. They cooked ok but I noted the heated part was really just in the center of the pan. While my guests were chatting I made the paella. But the bubbling fish broth was just in the very center of the pan. You’re not supposed to stir it, but I realized the outer edges wouldn’t cook unless I did. So long story short it tasted pretty good but some of the rice was not cooked enough. Third strike! I’m out! First pic is while it is cooking, second is it on the table.

Thank the heavens Doug brought the dessert! 🙄 And it was delicious. A peach tart extravaganza.

Luther and I also got a wonderful, amazing, stunning gift from Jen. It was for our anniversary which was in June, BUT she started this project when we had our 50th anniversary which was seven years ago. Yes, she has been working on this for all those years. She also took it on all her adventures and travels working on it in many places. She gave us statistics. It is double stranded, lace weight cashmere. The color is nightshade. A deep blue-gray. Made with no mistakes it takes 372,380 stitches. She explained she made many mistakes and had to undo and go back and fix so many more than that number. I am so touched. I took some photos but they don’t do it justice. So I borrowed some of Jen’s pictures.

I am so touched by this gift. It is so beautiful, soft beyond belief, and took so, so, so much work. Grazie di cuore,! amica mia, 💕
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Now the weather has broken I hope to get out and about a little more. I’m going to push for a trip to a winery. That would be fun. I hope wherever you are, you’re enjoying life! Here is to autumn! My favorite season. May it be long and lovely 🍂

Hiding from the heat

Friday was the peak of our FIFTH summer heat wave. 100F and to top it off we were the recipient of enormous clouds of Saharan sand. Great huh? Can it get any grosser?

Today, Saturday, it is not as hazy but more humid than I have ever felt here. Oppressive. Also still going to the upper 90s. I managed to get out to the market this morning. We are in the middle of our big town festival. It is the four day fest called La Fratta Otto Cento. Unlike most towns in Umbria who do medieval festivals, our town does one celebrating the creation of Italy as a country in the 1860s. It reenacts the events. People dress in costumes from the 1800s. The town was dressed to the nines for the festival. I used to live right in the middle of it so I have gone many times. I’m not going now, but here are a couple pictures with the bunting. The Rocca with the Italian flag, which the Briganti will take down and replace with theirs tonight. Also the market which was moved to the foot of La Rocca.

I’m such a summer tomato freak. You all know that. So here is what I bought. 😁 we are almost at the end of the season. 😞 These ones look great though. Also, everyone had habaneros! Millions of them. What the Italians do with them I don’t know. I bought some for my Haitian stew and also what I think is a cayenne. I will use that in my penne arrabbiata tonight, angry pasta!

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What I have been cooking

Spanish omelette. I had never made one of these before. I saw a recipe for one online and saved it. It was super simple with just three ingredients. It called for parboiling potato and onion slices. I decided to do a little research on the internet. I found a Spanish recipe which sounded more authentic to me. It called for cooking the potato slices in 1/2” of good olive oil. And then caramelizing the onion slices. You let them cool. Then whisk five or six eggs well and add the onions and mix them in. Then add the potato slices and mix gently. This should sit for no less than 15 minutes. Then fry this mixture in a frying pan. The recipe said, “put a large plate over the pan and confidently flip it so the omelette can be returned to the pan” and the other side gets cooked. I am proud to say that I confidently did this and the omelette turned out perfect. It tasted sublime. The sweet flavor of the caramelized onion really came through. I served it with a green salad.

Tomato Avocado chickpea salad with Feta dressing. This was a perfect summer salad for when the tomatoes are at peak ripeness and flavor. Recipe modified from NYT recipe.

This weekend is the “grande rientro” the grand reentry. The highways will be jammed. Best to avoid travel on this weekend. All the Italians are returning home to prepare for real life again. Everyone goes back to work. It will be possible to get things done again. The kids get ready for school. Life returns to normal. It’s a bit sad. Ciao!

Ferragosto

Hi everyone! Yesterday was Ferragosto. 15 August which is also Assumption day. The Roman holiday celebrating the harvest was combined with the religious holiday. It originates from Feriae Augusti, the festival of Emperor Augustus who made 1 August a day of rest after weeks of hard work in the agricultural sector. As the festivity was created for political reasons, the Catholic Church decided to move it to 15 August, which is the Assumption of Mary allowing them to include this in the holiday.

In present day Italy it signals the beginning of the most popular vacation time. If people can afford it, they go to the beach or mountains or to their country house. Everything grinds to a halt. Many of the factories close from 1 August to 31 August. Most businesses will close for a week or two. Getting anything done is impossible so it’s best to go with the flow and take it easy!

On the first floor of our building we have a rosticceria called Girrarosto di Sara e Luciano. They are hugely popular. People buy entire family lunches on holidays like Ferragosto there. I awoke during the night and smelled them cooking, roasting meats, at one AM! They cooked all night. On Saturday morning the people lined up for their food. We often smell the cooking smells up in our apartment. They do a roaring business but work very hard.
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Mornings are cool. We always have a nice breeze on the terrazzo. I take advantage of that because by about 10 or 11 it becomes unbearable. Morning sun on the table. ☀️

We hadn’t planned anything for the holiday but friends, Roselyne and Steve, offered to bring up some ratatouille they made plus focaccia and delicious mini tarts from their town bakery. I made cookies and we had the warm vegetable dish with a steamed egg on the side. We also tried a Perticaia sparkling rose before lunch and with lunch a muscadet. Roselyne is Belgian/French and the muscadet reminded her of home. 🙂 We hadn’t seen them in a long time and is was nice to catch up. A perfect way to spend Feragosto.

Laundry Day
Sunday is my traditional laundry day. It is when the power is cheapest. They have structured rates. Monday through Friday from 8 AM to 7 PM is peak rates. Then intermediate rates are Monday to Friday, 7:00 AM to 8:00 AM and 7:00 PM to 11:00 PM; Saturday, 7:00 AM to 11:00 PM. The cheapest are Monday to Saturday, 11:00 PM to 7:00 AM, plus all day Sunday and public holidays. So Sundays have become my laundry day. Peak rates are usurious.

In summer the clothes dry so fast on the terrace in the sun. I take advantage of that to not use the drier. Most Italians don’t even have a drier. The act of hanging out clothes to dry is so integrated into Italian society it has become part of the fabric of life here. An added bonus is how fresh they smell, like sunshine!

Photo credit Sarah Bahous. – laundry in Napoli

Garden woes
I’m having problems with my tomatoes. They are literally cooking on the vine. Honestly. The sun is so incredibly hot and on the terrace the temperatures are over 40C or 104F. I have found out from on line friends and they say they are still edible and easy to de-skin, so I’ll use any more I get for sauce. Here are pictures.


What’s Cookin’ (besides us!)
I’m using my Orto Box vegetables. I made zucchini fritters last night to use in a salad. Not quite successful. I didn’t have a recipe so it could have been the wrong ratios. Or it could have been the thickness of what I dropped into the hot oil. I’ll try again, since I’ve got plenty zucchini 😁🙄

I also made a “Summer Tomato Tart” using a David Leibovitz recipe. Turned out ok. Served with a green salad. It had a flour and polenta crust which made it a bit crumbly. Take a look.

Then I decided to make a cold cucumber soup. Tangy with yogurt. Super easy to make. But I don’t think I would make this recipe again. It was still nice on a hot evening. I served with ravioli in butter sage.

Ciao a tutti! 👋

Orto Box

Today Mr Luca the Orto Box man arrived with a new box of vegetables. It’s high season and everything is growing like crazy. These ones are beautiful. Pepperoni, pomodori, zucchini, lattuga, cetrioli, fagiolini e cipolle. There is the Italian lesson for today. 😁 This cost the princely sum of €25 or about $28. I am so lucky to be here where I can get such beautiful things that are biologically grown and just harvested this morning. Wow. This will keep us fed for the two weeks until another delivery. In fact, we may have trouble eating it all!

This reminds me of something some friends who were visiting did. They ordered pizza and one got a pepperoni pizza. Imagine his surprise when it had just red peppers on it. 🙂

I love those globe zucchini. I cut the top off and hollow them out, par boil til tender, then stuff with rice, peppers, onions, lots of grated cheese, herbs and sometimes hamburger. I par boil the zucchini early in the day. Last I top with more cheese and bake. Unfortunately it will heat up the kitchen but that’s ok. They are so delicious.



We are STILL in a mega heat wave. Not seeing any significant cooling for the next two weeks 🥵 Hope it is cooler where you are!

Agosto!

The past couple of weeks has been spent recovering from what we are pretty sure was Covid. Neither of us has ever had it so we looked up the symptoms for this version of the disease and we had them all. We are better now. I still have a cough but I expect it to last a long time. It’s just me…

We are also now in the midst of our FOURTH heat wave. Temps here in the low 100s for the next two weeks. Europe is on fire, climatically and literally with multiple fires across the continent. Terrible ones in France and Spain. Italy has some too, to the south, for now.

Due to the mass migration of 60,000 Moroccans who swam into an autonomous Spanish territory which is situated in North Africa called Ceuta, italy has temporarily rescinded the Schengen Agreement. All people entering Italy will again have to go through passport control and customs. Half of the immigrant wannabes have been turned back. 34 people have died. Almost all the people coming in are young men.

So that’s the news of our summer so far. Today is the first day of August (agosto) which is the beginning of the mass migration of the Italians to the beaches, or the mountains. As of today, nothing will get done in this country, for a month. There is no sense railing about it, or complaining. This is a sacred rite amongst Italians. Even the poor go on vacation. Somehow. I’ve become accustomed to it. All month there will be sagre, or fests of all sorts. Recently I saw a polpo festa. That’s octopus. An unusual choice.

Bought at the market today.
This guy is from my plant! Handsome fella.

Umbertide is really hopping. There are many summer residents here with big houses in the hills. And also there are a lot of vacation homes that people rent for weeks. If I go to the store for groceries now I hear a mish mash of all languages. People come and shop to stock their houses. This morning I went to the local market in the piazza. Busy. Then I did a shift at Books for Dogs. It was so hot! There is no AC anywhere. Didn’t seem to stop folks though. It is fun. I bought pomodori because my two plants have finished their next spurt and I’m running short.

When our last heat wave broke we had massive thunderstorms during the night. It wrecks havoc on the roof terrace. I go up and do damage control in the morning. Much to my surprise my kumquat tree, which is doing very well after a difficult period was blown over and its massive terra cotta pot broken. Must have been some wind! So now repotting will be in order.

The industrious Italians are setting up a weekend festival in Piazza Carlo Marx which is in front of our building. I am bracing for loud music. I think it will in some way benefit the Colonie Feline Umbertide which I’m down with. So I will endure the noise and maybe even venture down to see what they have to see! Buon agosto a tutti!

We’re havin’ a heat wave 🎶

We are all settled in here at home. I’m STILL recuperating from what I caught on the trip. We are fairly sure it is Covid. All the correct symptoms. My first bout!

We are having our THIRD heat wave complete with Saharan sand blown from the desert. Temperatures in the upper nineties or low hundreds. We really do any errands in the morning and stay inside all day afterwards.

Yesterday our entrepreneurial farmer, Luca, brought our delivery of vegetables. Nice. Two heads lettuce. Beatole. A lot of tomatoes. Green beans. Two eggplants. Three squash. Two cucumbers. Two red onions. It’s so nice to have fresh, local, bio veggies. €20. About $23.

These below are my two, producing tomato plants. As you can see, they are loaded.

I thought you’d like to see the two bowls I bought in Aix. I mentioned them in the Trip Report. They are small. About 8” across.


Otherwise we took the Porsche in for servicing and minor body work this week. We went back and retrieved it today in Perugia. Gawd I hate Perugia. The traffic takes me back, give me tranquille Umbertide.

Well that’s it for now. Stall cool and enjoy summer! Ciao!