We returned to Ascoli Satriano, paid for parking like the day before, and made our way towards City Hall. The locals in the piazza were playing it cool but we could tell they were surprised to see us again.
When we learned that Jonas had been recognized as an Italian citizen, we were on cloud nine. Our thoughts quickly shifted to securing his Italian passport. We’ll need proof of EU citizenship to stay in France legally as our French residence permits are set to expire at the beginning of November!
“As soon as I tasted the crispy dough and sweet ricotta cream, I had a Proustian moment and was transported to the island of Sicily, which we visited as a family in 2017.”
“I’m not used to all this rain. It’s been so dry in Southern California for years. We just get a sprinkle here and there. Anyway, the Tuscan rain has got me thinking.”
“We were driving home towards Crespina and of course we got lost. Even with maps and a general sense of where you are going, Tuscany is not easy to navigate.”
“We drove up a long driveway lined with cypress trees and found what looked like a large peach villa up on the hill. We could barely see anything but we had a feeling we were in a beautiful place.”
“He looked at the statue of the huntress, who happened to be topless, and said, ‘That IS Grandma.'”
“This morning out of the blue Jonas suggested that we try to reenact the tintype photo that was given to me. He’s thoughtful like that.”
“Imagine a guy with a very soft, soothing voice with the pitch of David Beckham and a German accent saying the name Eva (pronounced Ay-vah) over and over again.”
“We flipped through the TV channels and we found a cartoon in French about a detached derrière.”