Yet One More Treat!

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Our flight home left at 3:40, thus giving us a few hours on Thursday morning with our car and the opportunity to go out and about for a few hours.  With the map, the GPS, and an eye on the clock, we decided to head to the small town of Oleggio, just 20 minutes north of the airport.  It was not a good choice. . . It was a GREAT choice!

on yet another sunny, dry day ( our 6th in a row) we pulled into town, parked free, and walked arm in arm through an honest-to-goodness, all Italian town.  The biggest takeaway from our few hours there can be captured in one word. . Friendly!!  We went in gift shops, a coffee shop, a deli, and were always greeted warmly and with great patience for my Italian language skills.  The “Chiesa” (church) was magnificent, as they often are in small villages.

One thing that struck me in the church was that the brass was all polished and sparkly.  I extrapolated this to mean proud and caring people who love their town.

One thing that struck me in the church was that the brass was all polished and sparkly. I extrapolated this to mean proud and caring people who love their town.

The “commessa” (shopkeeper ) could not have been kinder or more helpful, and I found my set of “tazzini” ( espresso cups) which was one item I’d wanted to go home with.  And how I love that every item one buys in Italy gets wrapped up “per regalo” (like a gift ).

imageWe strolled back streets, main streets, stopped for a cappuccino, bought sandwiches for lunch, pulled a few more Euros out of our bank account to take to the US to start us off on our next trip.

I'm always curious about who maintains these icons, leaves flowers, and what their life story is.  This one was on a building in a back alley.

I’m always curious about who maintains these icons, leaves flowers, and what their life story is. This one was on a building in a back alley.

L'albero di Natale. . .the Christmas tree nella panetteria. . .. In the bread shop.

L’albero di Natale. . .the Christmas tree nella panetteria. . .. In the bread shop.

The vibe in the town was happy and sweet.  I felt like I wanted to go home and write to the town council to tell them how much we enjoyed their town.  There was just something very special going on there!

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