Moving from place to place in quick succession with a toddler is much harder than staying in place for a while, especially since we’re both trying to work part-time.
Missed Stops and a Tuscan Farmhouse
For our first three nights in Tuscany, we stayed in a renovated farmhouse about 15 km outside of Florence.
Due to some distracting, on-train toddler shenanigans, we missed the stop where our host was planning to collect us. Thus far in the trip, we’ve resisted getting sim cards for our phones, which is generally fine. Occasionally, though, we end up in situations where a working cell phone would be immensely useful, such as when we find ourselves at a rural Italian train station with no way to reach the person who was expecting us at a different rural Italian train station.
Art. It’s Hilarious.
Hanging Out with Street Musicians in Zagreb
Theo and I are practicing the concept of turns to decide what we’ll do next. Both of “his turns” today involved stopping to listen to street musicians.
Theo was pretty enchanted, so we stayed for several rounds of songs at each stop.
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Coffee in Zagreb
I officially declare the coffee in Zagreb fantastic. Probably my favorite since the amazing lattes out of the back of a truck in Ireland.
(Also, this cafe’s wi-fi password was clinteastwood.)
Playing After Dark
The sun sets around 4 pm in Zagreb in December. That doesn’t really matter, because it’s amazing here at night. There are Christmas markets everywhere with mulled wine (always), roasted chestnuts (generally), live music (sometimes), and ice skating rinks (okay, only one of those, but a really lovely one).
What We Recommend Most: L’Isle-sur-la-Sorgue
We had a cozy month in L’Isle-sur-la-Sorgue. Below is a list of the things that we recommend most from our stay from the town and nearby.
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Books Set in France (that I read in France)
Paris: The Novel, by Edward Rutherford
I’ve read many Rutherfurd novels, and this one was probably my favorite thus far. As usual, he weaves together the lives of several families through many generations. Unlike many of his novels, though, this one jumps back and forth through time. While it would sometimes take me a moment to orient myself, I loved how his departure from strict chronological order let me see an event and then later discover the family histories that sparked it. Plot-wise, my favorite story was at the end, set during World War II.
While reading this book in the Les jardins du Palais Royal, I realized that I was serendipitously reading about the building of the Palais Royal.
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Birds, Butterflies, and (Big, Big!) Sharks
Mending
Theo and Brian’s jackets were missing some buttons, so we pulled out the sewing kit we bought back in Ireland to fix them. For some reason, Theo decided that the thimble was his “wedding ring.” I decided to just let him go with it.
