Italian Lesson #12 Le piccole cose – The little things
July 21st, 2010 by Sandy FlorezSome afternoons, I sit on the steps of San Lorenzo, with a book in one hand and a gelato on the other. In front of me, a Great Dane quietly sits next to it’s owner, while some kids toss a soccer ball back and forth to my right. I see one of my classmates from afar, taking a stroll with an Italian boy she had told me about. I think his name was Niccolo. Anyway, I’ve never seen her smile so big. It’s a sunny day in Perugia but the cool breeze alleviates the stings of heat on my skin. It’s these little things, le piccole cose, that make up most of the in between. I’m not complaining.








July 22nd, 2010 at 4:33 am
Sandy,
I see that no one has commented on your posts in awhile, so I’ll leave one here out of sympathy.
I love your pictures and I hope you’re having a wonderful time. Can’t wait to see you when you get back and hear all your stories. Tell Ilsa I say hello. I miss you. Be safe.
Always,
Rick
PS
I’m commenting on a post titled ‘The Little Things.’ Ironic, huh?
July 28th, 2010 at 3:01 pm
Is that like a buy a bunch and get one gelato free card? I hope you made it to the free one!
September 27th, 2010 at 6:17 am
I’m so jealous, I miss Italy so much. I’ve been reading your posts and your pictures look amazing. I use to love just sitting out in the sun people watching. Its just nice to soak in all of the your surroundings.
Anyways, hope you enjoy your travels
Keep up the good post
Fayaaz
October 22nd, 2010 at 11:15 pm
I never have a chance to go abroad.But Italy is a beautiful country, hope you have good time there.
May
January 28th, 2011 at 11:37 pm
I just visited this blog and I am already in love with it . I am Italian and now I am studying in US.. sometimes it happens to think about Italy , what was it like to live there , it feels like it was a life ago ..And you are so speaking the truth , what I miss the most are the people who live there , not the food or anything else..the little things , the hours spent with my friends sipping coffe , talking about us in front of a beer enjoying just their simple company . I havent gotten to find that in Americans , if I will ever find it but I am doubtful