Every twenty four hours 6

 

Some days you just need to kick back and relax. I find that incredibly hard to do and I found myself telling myself – you have a lot of relaxing to do today- typical that I would lay out the agenda even for me to relax.

I started by taking the curtains down in the caravan. They are green faded velvet and I gave them every chance. The transformation is dramatic. I did say I would only do one pair, but I worked through four of the windows, leaving only the front window decked in faded finery.IMG_5742

Once I had picked shopping up – the messages- as we say in Ireland, I did some enforced relaxing.  I sat outside the caravan. There is a glorious warm breeze so the only sound is the trees rustling and the birds singing. I abandoned all plans of travelling today to give myself a chance to savour this lovely place, along with a cheeky robin who thinks nothing of flying down right next to me to pick up crumbs. The breeze has brought down some premature hazel nuts which appear out of season. Technically, next month is Autumn but we will not dwell on that.

I wrote postcards, cleaned the caravan and strolled down town for stamps and coffee.

During my strolls, I have noticed little statues on pedestals above the streets, set into nooks on buildings. They appear to be religious. Extremely beautiful in their delicate, miniature way. Typical of this town which speaks renaissance from every angle. With detailed cornicing and delicate detail on every building, the temptation is to take a thousand photos.

The afternoon found me in the deckchair again, knitting and feeling really together and relaxed, and now I can hardly get out of the chair.

I am getting used to living in the caravan and have managed to get it organised at last.IMG_5720

Bring it on tomorrow travelling south!

 

2 comments

  1. Hi Kathy, I have been following and enjoying your adventures to date – please keep posting.

    I wish you all the best.

    In the mid-1950’s a group of people set out from London to take a caravan each over the Alps to Lake Garda. They did it as a bit of a lark at first and left the caravans in Italy. Then in the following years, they took out another 2 or 3 per year. After a while, they had transported ~ 12 of these 1950’s style curved plywood sheathed caravans. They found they had a great set up for family and friends and occasionally even rented them out. I stayed in one these some 30 years later – they were still functioning (just about) having driven from Ireland to Camping Butterfly http://www.campingbutterfly.it/en/. I see the campsite is still there however I doubt those caravans are. I am therefore reliving my trip back in 1982 albeit without towing a caravan.

    Today we got a shower of rain. I was about to leave the coffee shop but noticed confusion at the door. It was as if people did not know what to do at the looked up at the sky in puzzlement. I immediately sat down and hogged the table until it eased off a bit.

    Bon voayage

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    1. Hi Niall
      Great to hear from you. The encouragement is very welcome.
      I have thought of Hannibal and the elephants but I hope the Frejus tunnel will deal with that.
      Hoping you get some rain at this point. Ireland is definitely not geared for drought.
      Regards to all the ISAX7
      Kathy

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