Italy at last

It’s Friday and I’m in Sovana—possibly the cutest village I’ve ever seen.  Photos to follow.

After some difficulties connecting with the other participants in the Civility course, we had a lovely 2 hour drive through the Italian countryside past sheep (pecorino on the hoof), olive groves, buffalo (they resemble Brahmas more than bison), a lake which used to be a volcano, and small towns which have been around since before there were Romans. 

What an interesting assortment of people!  There are lawyers and judges of course, but also a massage therapist, a jeweler, and a former actress who appeared in spaghetti westerns in the 70s.  Most of the people are here because they are passionate about civility, justice and righting wrongs.  I can't believe that I'm here in Italy and collecting CLE credits; and such an interesting subject to boot.  But truthfully I would have signed up for almost any class in Italy on any subject matter other than tax. 

There was no room in the inn—no, really—so one other lady and I were sent off to rooms above the Etruscan Tavern.  She described the rooms as like cells in a convent.  I wouldn’t have minded the small size, but damn, it’s cold, the heat doesn’t work and there was only one blanket. So-o-o we’re both moving to more expensive digs at the other end of the town.  Luckily she is a judge and was quite assertive about this so I just hung on to her coattails.  I think I could get used to being a follower, hanger-on.

The first session starts in about 15 minutes.  More later.   Ciao Belli!