I listen to country music and as most of you are aware, lyrics from various songs often appear in a status update or get quoted back to you when we're in the middle of serious chat. Like so many times before today I caught myself humming a song while I was walking along. What was the tune? Goodbye Earl I mean what screams a crisp October morning more than a little Dixie Chicks?
{Stay with me here...especially if you just watched that music video and think that I'm a violent person}
I mean where other than country music can you get lyrics like "the weeks went by and spring turned to summer and summer faded into fall and it turned out Earl was a missing person who nobody missed at all"? But (like always) I digress. For some reason the part about the seasons changing has always stuck with me and I like the image of summer fading into fall.
Okay and we're back to fall. No doubt about it that the end of summer was a good week or two back. Although I'm still quite happy in a dress and sandals, sweaters are quickly becoming mandatory and my jacket collection beckons me to the back of my closet every morning when I'm tossing clothes into a gym bag. Wait. Maybe that's just the full blast AC in the new office? No lo so.
Truth is though, I really don't know. Growing up in Monterey we pretty much had the same weather throughout the year- fog. On lucky days the fog would stay away and if we were really lucky, a heatwave of 70 degree weather would hit. Granted, out in Toro the degrees between the year high and low had a better range and some trees dropped leaves, but I have a feeling what I'm about to experience here will be a lot different. Well maybe- there doesn't seem to be a ton of trees around so rather than leafless trees I guess I'll measure the people-less beaches? Stay tunned for more updates as we get further into this season I sure don't know a lot about.
Life in Naples, Italy is anything but boring. No matter how long I've lived here and think I understand the culture, things still come as a shock! Didn't someone once say that when the crazy things seem normal it's time to move on? Guess I'm not moving on just yet! Until that day- I'm going to keep using my amazing 3 year opportunity to explore, shop, and eat until I run out of places to see, things become normal, or most likely, my 3 years are up.
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