We had three fun-filled days in Milano and got back last night around 9 pm. I’m still tired!
Probably the best thing for me was the contemporary art fair – MiArt. But I have been to Milan before, so I was mainly revisiting (though I spent more time in San Lorenzo than before – pictures to follow!).
A childhood friend who now lives in England is visiting Rome this week with her family. I met up with them yesterday afternoon; we took a walk, looked at some things, then had a long and splendid lunch. Very pleasant! Somehow, we took no pictures.
I’m feeling much better – I had a cold (I wish I could blame the tour of the Fori Imperiali, but I have spent too much time walking in the rain this semester to believe that!). Lots of sleep helped. And Friday I wore sunglasses for the first time this semester; not that there haven’t been some days when I could have used them, but I had gotten out of the habit of shoving the case into my bag. Yesterday my hyacinth (I guess) bloomed, too – one of those little things that makes a rental apartment in Rome feel like home.
I’ll be there tomorrow, January 8. My colleague gets in the next day. The students arrive Thursday 1/16 – and then HWS Rome 2014 begins!
I’m almost ready.
- Rent checks left with Sue in addressed and stamped envelopes. Check.
- Nyseg paid and all appliances unplugged. Check.*
- Time-Warner on Snow Bird suspension.
- AT&T contract on suspension.
- Everything but the laptop, my dopp kit, and the immediate necessities packed.
*though I have a funny feeling I left my clock-radio plugged in.
Packing for a semester abroad – with an intervening 2 weeks at my parents’ house? Even worse. So far I’ve decided what sweaters to take. That’s progress.
I have to make a sudden trip South for a funeral. This is not a handy weekend for it, and I’ve spent a lot of time in the last 48 hours on the US Airways website. I must say its easy to navigate – the seat-choosing function is positively elegant!
Originally Rochester > Charlotte > Chattanooga.
Now, thank you Winter, Rochester > Boston > Charlotte > Chattanooga, and so much later-arriving in Chattanooga that the Tinklers won’t be at the visiting hours for Mr. Baker. We’ll still make the funeral Monday in Nashville, so long as US Airways holds up its side of the bargain!
I’ve just exchanged a few emails with the travel agent working with the Center for Global Education and I’m lined up now!
Depart from Atlanta January 7th
Return to Rochester May 19th
And I paid a little on my own for Economy Plus seats.
The skyline with Chrysler Building from the top of a friend’s 18 story building in Murray Hill. I had already seen an exhibition at the Morgan Library (more about that later) and had a will call ticket at the Guggenheim for the James Turrell show. I stopped by Murray Hill for a visit and Indian lunch.
(Oh – I rejected a long distance call while I was up on this roof – talk to you soon!)
On my way to NoVa/DC for my sister’s retirement. Yes, my younger sister. 26 years in the Navy and she’s out! The ceremony is at the Pentagon tomorrow, then a party at her house. This will (to some extent) be a family gathering for something other than a wedding or a funeral!
Off to Chattanooga for Aged P Patrol – my mother’s knee replacement surgery went well. I’m going to relieve my sister and to help in the recovery. Chattanooga in the summertime!
Catching up on some pictures from my trip this spring.
. . . is at the beach! I’m on the Redneck Riviera with old friends from Tennessee.
I was especially taken with the realization than in the midst of these abstract shapes of mudejar quadrilobes were lions and castles – and that shield. Leon, Castile – and what? But still, Peter the Cruel (r 1334-1369) wanted ALL his subjects to understand his palace facade.
The early 17th Century Plaza Mayor in Madrid is really something – quite austere buildings around a huge open square. What surprised me was the approaches – you always enter through a thickness of buildings from another street, and often at something other than perpendicular to the interior geometry. Interesting!