Sadly when I went to see the neighbour he was busy as another neighbour had just got there before me..well there’s always time!
As someone who travels with hand luggage only it was very hard to have my usual load plus a 23kg case and a cello. I alternated by wondering how I would manage it all and how I would live for a year with only that amount of stuff. I am going to have to learn Italian quickly or else stay dumb for a year and that will be no fun as the conversation at the table is passing me by at the moment!
My thoughts when I arrived at Piazza Santa Cecilia are probably not repeatable but drawing on Maria von Trapp I thought “I have confidence….” and rang the bell. I was welcomed by an English nun who rather worriedly said “I don’t suppose you speak German?” When I acknowledged I could I had to negotiate the arrival of an organ with Herr Fritz!! Not what I expected..but as I am not sure what i did expect it all added to the surreal nature of things.
On being taken to my room (very nice too…overlooks a big courtyard) by some Harry Potter looking steps (though they don’t move) I wondered if I’d ever be allowed out again. Someone came to my rescue and introduced me to a lot more steps. I even found my way to a third and a fourth set this morning..it may be that i get fit, though just now I feel totally had it!
I look forward to getting into the music..choir practice begins tonight and everything starts properly on Monday so for now it is nice to acclimatise and walk around locally.
two days from now and I’ll be on the plane…office still looks like a tip but I am asured that it’s only a superficial mess