Friendly Friday Festivus

For our Festivus party I have gathered our holiday treats and one tradition, unless you count eating sea food on Christmas Eve among traditions and you should. In Italy they are serious about it. Do you know what Festivus means? If not, you weren’t watching Seinfeld or forgot all about it as I must have.

Our Saturday, again

It’s been ten months but finally we managed to have another Saturday together, Flavia and I. Sea walking, lunch, a new town, gelato, laughs and chatter… exactly what we both needed. It didn’t start well since just as I arrived in Cerveteri, our meeting place, I saw Flavia’s message: “Do not come! Dead battery!” Luckily