We got up at 7am and got ready to leave. Alessandra and her mother were keen to leave as soon as possible, because if there was any traffic incident on the route out of the valley, there could be some bad delays. Apparently there is only one road out, and if it’s blocked, then you’re basically stuck if you’re going by car.
We had breakfast on a table out on the balcony, the warm sun in charge of the day. I think I need to start visiting Italy in the winter, otherwise I’m going to end up thinking there’s nothing but sunshine in this country. Sitting outside, you could see nearby houses as well as the surrounding countryside–the vast cliffs of green marking the valley looming everywhere you looked.
I got up early to pack up and head out to the station, leaving the keys on the table as the landlady had requested. Back in the restaurant café, I was again attacked by those annoying flies–probably the same ones as yesterday, hmm. At one point, I felt a slight panic when I realised I couldn’t find my bag in the place I’d left it, only to realise I’d left it in front of the counter when paying for my espresso and brioche.