Sep 11 - Wedding in Italy - the Day After

Whew, slept in late.

We ate lunch with several of our friends in a little trattoria in the nearby village of Ronciglioni. Mmmmm, again we ate so well. We shared several kinds of pasta, my favorite being the one with sauce made of boar's meat and my second favorite the cheese ravioli with a tart, zesty, perfect tomato sauce. It was simple, handmade and satisfying. MMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

Marco and I walked around the village which is on high cliffs over a river ravine. It had small medieval streets, pretty views, and the sleepy feel of old folks on Sunday. We ate gelato then drove back to Rome. It was sad to leave this area. Such beautiful countryside.

We snoozed on the grass in front of the airport until the sprinklers came on and sent us jumping five feet into the air. Then we got on our plane went home. (No sweaty palms this time).